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Monday, February 11, 2008

It's Fake, Snoop, It's Fake

Damn, shawty,Πώς σε λένε. Ἀπὸ ποῦ εἶσαι. Knowhumtawnbout?

I recently had a nightmare that Chris and Snoop, who were making me rob a bank with them, kidnapped me. They were forcing me to drink King Cobra, to toughen me up I think. I was, needless to say, scared. I mean, shook like Mr. Omar was coming. Woke up like Drés at the end of "U Mean I’m Not" and stuff.

Homegirl is scarier than a glass of milk—or maybe Javier Bardem.