Wednesday, December 22, 2004

We have go to do better than this...

Why does your birthday have to be a couple of days before Christmas? I love you and all, but as you've gotten older you gifts have gotten a little more exspensive. I don't know. Either way, happy birthday mama. I'd pass out a few birthday lics, but black folks know the rules. You don't put your hands on your mama. Not just that, I'm afraid you can still whip my ass. You think I'm lifting all these weights for my health? Uh...no. One day. Me and you buddy. You can't punk me all your life. I'm just playing. Happy Birthday.

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