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Saturday, February 16, 2008

I'm so going to regret this in the morning

But you're not. Lucky for you, I can't figure out how to upload the first stanza from Funky Cold Medina that I just recited.

Probably a good thing...I told a "former" good friend this morning that I sounded like Tone Loc and he decided to cheer me up in my time of need by correcting me. He thought I sounded like an elderly woman who'd been smoking for years.

I think I'll go bake him a batch of my special cookies (:


Charles Gramlich said...

Special cookies? Uhm, I don't eat cookies. Really, I don't.

Hope you feel better soon.

Clifford said...

Lol! You're safe man, cause I don't bake cookies! I was just teasing a buddy who knocked my fantasies of a take-no-prisoners rap star on its keister.

Come on, it could happen.

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