Thursday, August 24, 2006

"Yo, straight goods Q, when I die, there best be a bitch at my funeral, takin off her clotheseses."

Funeral... Strippers...

I guess when you share your local market with 940,313,685,174,288,52½ neighbours, a death is cause for celebration. Truth is, it's to attract attendance. Apparently it works. Attendance huh... where's that will of mine?


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