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Friday, December 30, 2005

My neck is kind of sore

Whats up? I like to go out dancing with my brother at the Roxbury. We really love the song "What Is Love". Once that beat hits I just can't help moving. Usually it's my head, but sometimes my bro and I will get a girl and do our own little bump. The babes love it, they just have to act offended cause, you know, that's what they're supposed to do. So, you know, if you want to hit the floor, hit me up. But bring a chick for my bro cause otherwise he and I will have to share you. Not that we mind doing that.