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re-up gang records, everyone must pay now the mask has cracked gotta know you oh fuck giuliani, he's such a fucking jerk you can't take that away from me fifteen minutes later we had our first taste of wh... ignorance is your disease or are we just gonna relax and watch as the haveno... we care a lot you know i'm gonna pop my heat Thursday, January 31, 2008
new money!:
If you have to be beaten down with something between a cold and the flu, and you're in D.C., there's really no better place to convalesce/work than Mocha Hut. The Hut's sainted hostess, Eden, just prepared me an amazing-for-your-sinuses concoction of black tea with red pepper flakes and a little bit of honey. This is a magic elixir, people. She says Dick Gregory (!) came into the Hut and told her about it. (Only Gregory, allegedly a health nut, says not to use honey, because of some kind of bee-related concern. Who knows.)
Also, this is something that can only be borne of Day/Nyquil-related delerium, but I figure that if Soulja Boy and Kanye can re-write "Throw Some D's," so can I. So I give you Sniffle Boy, for which Mocha Hut is not responsible. Sniff' Boy, got a repVideo coming soon. --Spencer Ackerman
figure that if Soulja Boy and Kanye can re-write "Throw Some D's," |
