Hello, everybody!
*grin*
I can't believe my luck. 
I got food and liquor!
1 year old, I know. 
She said to him
"I want you to be a father
He's your little boy and you don't even bother
Like "brother" without the R
And he's starting to harbor
Cool and food for thought
But for you he's a starver
And Graduation.
Been longing for it for long.
Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed
I mean, damn, did you even see the test
You got D's mother **** D's, Rosie Perez
And yes, barely pass any and every cl.ass
Looking at every ass
Cheated on every test
I guess this is my dissertation
Homie, this sh!tis basic
Welcome to graduation
He got 8 Grammy nominations or so. 
He'll win 'em all.
Except the ones where he's in one category TWICE.
I don't know what got into me.
He had no regrets
Kept his d!ck wet
Crackhead. 
And I got a PS3!!!
And PES.
Whatever is left of my terrible social life, might just have gone...
Don't worry, I won't leave my duties as an Xmas spirit...
...to get into you.
Errr... don't misunderstand my words.
This blog, gently brought to you by the friendly xmas spirit, is dedicated AGAIN, to Sarina.
Dissatisfaction this time will lead to an untimelydeath. 
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Can't wait for xmas, huh?
*counts on fingers*
Uhhh...
*guesses*
10 days left!
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gently brought to your by the friendly xmas sprit...
Next blog = contest winners...
Bribes accepted here...
Peace, peeps! 
p.s. Two blogs in a week. TWO. 2. Deux. Dos. etc
I be on roll.