WELCOME TO RYAN "SUPER KILLA" GREEN'S HOMEPAGE.




You are the Gambino to pay me a visit.



Europe Girls, I Love You.






*Quote of the Day (or week or month)*


-"You want some fudge?" Kyle Light -"Is that chocolate?" Some Chink girl that came to Kyle's door




Yo...Yo!!! This is a Return to the '78 chambers! Ryan g.'s second shot at a home page. I would first of all like to give props to 469 people who visited me before my re-modeling, and give even more props to those who actually cared. But check it out...da page is much better now, and is ever growing. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Don Ryan Green, and I just graduated from the Rolla High School last Sunday (June 1). This page is put up to give respects where respects are due, much love goes to A Tribe Called Quest and The Wu. But before we go any further, let's "give it up like a Philipino slut" to my man Charlie Dagli. Chuck is my tech. supervisor, he showed me the ways of the force like a regular Jedi master. Let's...do IT!!!



-Shaolin Shadow Boxing...and the Wu-Tang Sword Style. If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous. Do you think your Wu-Tang Sword can defeat me?


-Ha Ha...On gaurd, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang Style.


Time for a change...this is a new section of my homepage that will change every-so-often, so keep an eye out. I call this...


My CRAZY Top Ten List


TOP 10 favorite things about July 4th!!!


10. Jason Phillips...Hotdogs...No neck...and fat.


9. Big 221st birthday celebration


8. The simple joy of hearing, "My hair's on fire! Oh, good god my hair's on fire!!


7. Instead of homemade "snow" ice cream, homemade "carcoal" icecream, MMMMMMMMMM.


6. A good ole' fashioned book burning!


5. New Carnival attraction: Watch poor people squander away their month's worth of food stamps on plastic rings and baseball throws.


4. Five words: Bottle Rockets in my pants.


3. Joel Ewing and his famous fireworks/hair-gel rally...More popularly known as Joelapalloza.


2. Who needs burgers when you've got lawn clippings?


1. BBQ on Mitsubishi Dave's Mitsubishi a*s.




Elaine...ahhh, Elaine


As you can see, I've made more changes to this, My Homepage. You may remember seeing stuff about college basketball here before, but now it is time to give some space to the funniest T.V. show ever...Seinfeld. Every person I know, or just about every person, loves this show. You know why? Because it is about nothing, just stupid everyday stuff, the kind of silly things that ha happen to people like you and me every single day. I had first heard that this was to be that last season of Seinfeld, but, yadda-yadda-yadda, Seinfeld will be back next year for a great and wonderful grand finale! Even when Seinfeld is finished for good, there will always be the re-runs, which are so very funny, even after you've seen each and every episode numerous times already. ALL HAIL KING JERRY!


"A show about nothing!"




-He looks determined without being ruthless, something heroic in his mannor, there's a courage about him...Dosen't look like a killer...Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream...Full of passion.


-You don't trust me, huh?


-Well...You know why.


-I do...We're not supposed to trust anyone in our profession anyway.





-Ewhh, Mad One, we see your trap. You can never escape your fate. Submit with honor to a duel with my son.


-I agree.


-I see you're using an old style, I wondered were you'd learned it from?


-You know very well, it's your's too.


-I had forgotten...Will you show me?


-...And what have you come for? You come here...since you are so interested, come with me...-SLAP...SLAP...SLAP



WU-GAMBINOS...1997...WU-TANG FOREVER


Wu-Tang Clan is the biggest Hip-Hop group on the scene today, "with the beats, with the rhymes, whatever, any D.J." When The Wu get something, When they really, really get to where they gots to go, that's when you know it's on. But until then, I ain't braggin' or nuthin', but The Wu...The Wu ...The Wu got somethin', that I know everybody want to hear, cause I been waitin' to hear it. Yo! WU-TANG FOREVER!!! June 3 changed the way everyone looks at everything with the arival of the new Wu-Album. Let me just say, "It's about freakin time, and it's freakin the bomb stuff! It is by far the best album I've EVER heard. People...live it up!

From the Slums of Shaolin, The Wu-Tang Clan Strikes Again...

The RZA

The GZA

Old Dirty B.

Inspecta' Deck

Raekwon the Chef

U-God

Ghost Face Killa'

Shyheim...AKA THE RUGGED CHILD

M.E.T.H.O.D. MAN


Wu-Wear

Wu-Tang has an extensive line of clothing called Wu Wear. It is available through the catalog, the Wu Wear store in Shaolin, New York, and the new store in Atlanta, Georgia. They have T-shirts, hats, sweat- shirts, headbands, jackets, jerseys, posters, stickers, watches, socks, handkerchifs, and much, much more. For a catalog, write to:

P.O. Box 10476 Staten Island, NY 10301-0476


or visit one of the stores at:

61 Victory Blvd. Staten Island, NY 10304

or the new store at:

509 Peachtree Street Atlanta, Georgia 30308



-When I was little, my father was famous...he was the greatest samuri in the empire, and he was the Shogun's decapatater. He cut off the heads of 131 lords. It was a bad time for the empire. The Shogun just stayed inside his castle (sound of a door opening) and he never came out. People said his brain was infected by devils. My father would come home...he would forget about the killings. He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him. Maybe that was the problem. Then, on night, the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house. They were supposed to kill my father, but they didn't. (sound of a women crying out) That was the night everything changed.



A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent...



A Tribe Called Quest consists of four members: Ali Shaheed Muhammad, Phife Dog, Q-Tip, and Jarobe...a...e...i...o...u...and sometimes...y. Back in '89 they simply slid into place, like buddy, buddy, buddy,all up in yo' face...Some said Quest was wack, but know is that the case? Nope...A Tribe Called Quest is the real deal, no diggity doubt. Tribe has dropped four albums, of which their third is my favorite. It's called "Midnight Mauraders." Also, my favorite Tribe Song is on that album, it be "Award Tour." The bomb...simply the bomb. Tribe has an instinctive style unlike any other. They flow the beats with piano, and classic bass and lyrics that it seems everone is sampling. The song "Bonnita Applebum" has been sampled by every po'punk in the rap scene today. They changed rap for good when they busted it strait out of Lynden High back in '89. Jarobe isn't really a member anymore, but on the last album a new guy showed his face, he goes by the name of Cons-to the quence...Consequence. He has some solo jobs that I've yet to hear, but I wants to very badly. He can kick it, yes he can. I guess all that I am trying to say is that The Tribe is the sh*t. No one can touch their style, cause they started it, just like Wu-Tang started theirs'. Peace.


...pictures soon to come



-Sorry, Boys, Ughhhh...All the stiches in the world can't sow me together again. Lay down, Ughhhh...Lay down. Gonna stretch me out, Fernandez Funneral Home on 109th Street...Always knew I'd make a stop there, but a lot later than a whole gang'a people thought. Last'a the Mohicans...Well, maybe not the last. Can't come with me on this trip, though. Gettin' the shakes know. Last call for drinks...bar's closin' down...sun's out. Where we goin' for breakfast? Don't wanna go far. Rough night. Tired...baby...Tired.


-The greatest trick The Devil ever played, was teaching the world he didn't exhist.




Well, I guess that we're almost to the end, now. It's been fun, check back often if you liked what you saw...oh, yeah, tell all your Gambino friends to check me out, and E-mail me if you want. Now, I gots to give love to every- one who I think deserves it...



I gotta' first thank my man Charlie Dags, my man Gene "Karate Kid" Tein, and my man David "V.P." West for all helping me figure out this damn computer sh*t...Next up is my shouts...Peace to Keith and Kyle, Big Joe P., Duke "El Presidente", Kennan Omur, Big Dusty C.(the DZA), Punk Nick, Sarah Nitz, Jen-Lee Nitz, Cal Nitz, Bobarino O'Keefe, Diggity Donovan, Kyle Gar, All the kids at the lunch table, Big peace to Jon Bon Earl, Mr. David Paulson, Lucky Lindy, Pete P., Ryan Eye, Heather S., Todd "K-funk" Kraft, the Man...Curtis Robinson, Big YO to Jessica, Nedj, and Steph, my sister Michelle (you are the greatest athlete in Rolla history), Mr. Randall A, Robbity Shobbity (Aviation Club) Bobby Steals(Straton), Slick Davie, Travioso #12(you are a special athlete), Mrs. Carroll, Big Andy Terrible Terrill, Tony A.(REX), The RHS golf team, Big Alli Deardeuff, Andrew Dice Weaver(yea, right!), Ross A., Young Kwon- ain't nuthin' to f**k wit', Big Dally C., Dustin P., Woyciech, Mollenkamp and Flannigan, C.R.E.A.M., the Bruno Bros, all kids on my Optomist B-Ball team, Pat C.(sorry about the Pepsi Mix-up), Jeremy Busch, Jason Alli, Dave Hohenfeldt, Nick P., Much un-love to Nathan Knappier, Ryan Battley, Mathew Woody, Russell's Town & College Summers, the Tropical Sno Crew, Jessie McGrover, The RHS B-Ball Team, Jeff Kokal(get your sh*t together...hero), Mike McClain, Terry Smith, Tim Halloway, Cam...you really need to get your sh*t together, and everyone else on the UMR Miners B-Ball team, Chrystal Hammon, LOU!!!, Travis "Retarded Gang Member" Conway, Nick L., Steve and his '62. Finally, last, but diffenetly not least is my main lady, Mrs. Nancy Raegan!!! Anyway, if I forgot anyone, let me know, Big Peace, and I'm out.




In the words of Tony Montana...


"The World is Yours."