Yoda: Flava, the Hutt from the Hood
A knock on the front door there was today. To answer it I went. Standing there a shady-looking young man was . Trouble he was. Tell this I could.
posted by General Grievous at 5:45 AM
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
A knock on the front door there was today. To answer it I went. Standing there a shady-looking young man was . Trouble he was. Tell this I could.
1 Comments:
Hmm, when did an Avalanche jersy become the hallmark of a gangsta? Oh, wait, I've seen Ave's games, never mind, I understand now.
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