Friday, January 23, 2004

One For Me, And One for My Homies
(spills whiskey)

ahh poor Durty Dee

lockdown!!!!

well thats what ya get for punching a security guard....common knowledge

or so you would think.

some security guards deserve it, with there flashlights and radio shack walkie talkies, and their "hey i told you already no smoking weed in the parkade" attitude. Some people sure have alotta nerve.

thinkin about quitting superstore (dont let the name fool you, its a nazi concentration camp) Some lady that always come in offered me a job at the cd store, now thats where i think id have to make fun alot of people. some douches just dont know how to appreciate music. what is rap? what is it's purpose? hmmmm.......to sell shoes, "snoop"devilles, and the"bling bling".
but it would be a fun job. alright im rambling.
gotta find my pipe

later taters

and remember kiddies picking it only makes it worse
see example- http://www.rotten.com/library/bio/entertainers/music/michael-jackson/
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