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One day, when the hip hop nation has grown old, I'd like to think that me and my boys'll be somewhere, maybe a farmhouse out in the country, where we can while away lazy summer afternoons on the front porch doing the cabbage patch and running man to early Salt-n-Pepa while a blueberry pie cools on the windowsill. We'll know it's time to go inside and watch reruns of MTV Cribs when the fireflies start coming up in the meadow.
Well said Lawyergay, well said.
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Well said Lawyergay, well said.
I was mad at Gawker for a while because I did not think they were printing my comments but they are. Hurray! I made it as a commentor! I've made it as a commentor before but lost my password so I got a new name. It's TooSnarkyForThisShirt for anyone interested in following me.