― Reviewer: Sir Potomus (Washington, DC) - See all my reviews (ex machina), Friday, 21 January 2005 08:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― Reviewer: Sir Potomus (Washington, DC) - See all my reviews (ex machina), Friday, 21 January 2005 08:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― Bryan (Bryan), Friday, 21 January 2005 08:44 (twenty-one years ago)
― Reviewer: Sir Potomus (Washington, DC) - See all my reviews (ex machina), Friday, 21 January 2005 08:44 (twenty-one years ago)
― MindInRewind (Barry Bruner), Friday, 21 January 2005 09:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Friday, 21 January 2005 17:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dr Morbius (Dr Morbius), Friday, 21 January 2005 18:34 (twenty-one years ago)
*sobs*
No, really I'm fine now. I hit bottom last week. It never seems so bad from the other side of it.
― Pears can just fuck right off. (kenan), Saturday, 22 January 2005 08:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― youn, Saturday, 22 January 2005 08:21 (twenty-one years ago)
― the first church of latebloomer, friend of plebians and santa (reformed) (latebl, Saturday, 22 January 2005 08:32 (twenty-one years ago)
― donut christ (donut), Saturday, 22 January 2005 08:47 (twenty-one years ago)
Over here, on Monday, the forecasted weather is for partly sunny skies with a low (in degrees F) of approximately 30 degrees and a high in the low 60s, so it'll be pleasant for us on Monday. Or at least as pleasant as Mondays can be.
(I think I should listen to Erasure all day, just to make sure it's extra-cheery. You know, because jel's got the right idea here.)
― Samantha Baker (Dee the Lurker), Saturday, 22 January 2005 08:51 (twenty-one years ago)
― Samantha Baker (Dee the Lurker), Saturday, 22 January 2005 08:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― Hari A$hur$t (Toaster), Saturday, 22 January 2005 10:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― Seuss, Saturday, 22 January 2005 12:24 (twenty-one years ago)
― Samantha Baker (Dee the Lurker), Saturday, 22 January 2005 23:43 (twenty-one years ago)
― Samantha Baker (Dee the Lurker), Saturday, 22 January 2005 23:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― donut christ (donut), Saturday, 22 January 2005 23:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― Samantha Baker (Dee the Lurker), Sunday, 23 January 2005 00:01 (twenty-one years ago)
― Samantha Baker (Dee the Lurker), Sunday, 23 January 2005 00:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― Adam Bruneau (oliver8bit), Sunday, 23 January 2005 15:57 (twenty-one years ago)
― Reviewer: Sir Potomus (Washington, DC) - See all my reviews (ex machina), Monday, 24 January 2005 22:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― MindInRewind (Barry Bruner), Monday, 24 January 2005 22:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 00:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― dog latin (dog latin), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 00:13 (twenty-one years ago)
― kingfish (Kingfish), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 00:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Hari A$hur$t (Toaster), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 00:24 (twenty-one years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 01:33 (twenty-one years ago)
― fauxhemian (fauxhemian), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 01:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ste (Fuzzy), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 12:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― Miles Finch, Tuesday, 25 January 2005 12:21 (twenty-one years ago)
― Rachel Verinder, Tuesday, 25 January 2005 13:05 (twenty-one years ago)
[Verse Two]Drove to the pad and hit the showersDidn't even get no static from the cowardsCause just the day before yesterday them fools tried to blast meSaw the police and they rolled right past meNo flexin, didn't even look in a nigga's directionas I ran the intersectionWent to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV RapsWhat's the haps on the craps?Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'emRoll 'em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break 'emwith the seven, seven-eleven, seven-elevenSeven even back do' Lil' JoeI picked up the cash flowThen we played bones, and I'm yellin dominoPlus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.Yesterday was a good day (shit!)
[Verse Three]Left my nigga's house paid (what)Picked up a girl been tryin to fuck since the 12th gradeIt's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronicThe Lakers beat the SupersonicsI felt on the big fat fannyPulled out the jammy, and killed the punannyAnd my dick runs deep, so deepSo deep put her ass to sleepWoke her up around oneShe didn't hesitate, to call Mark C the top gunDrove her to the pad and I'm coastinTook another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motionI was glad everything had worked outDropped her ass off and then chirped outToday was like one of those fly dreamsDidn't even see a berry flashin those high beamsNo helicopter looking for a murderTwo in the mornin got the FatburgerEven saw the lights of the Goodyear BlimpAnd it read, "Mark C's a pimp" (yeah)Drunk as hell but no throwin upHalf way home and my pager still blowin upYesterday I didn't even have to use my A.K.I got to say it was a good day (shit!)
― Markelby (Mark C), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 13:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dadaismus (Dada), Tuesday, 25 January 2005 13:08 (twenty-one years ago)