i decided that the only way to cure my
justin timberlake addiction was to listen to
plenty of muse and
radiohead. needles
s to say, it did not work. i also have acquired a serious need for some white
prada loafers. at least i dreamed of a sweet pair of them while i was on yet another conference call. my brain is not designed to listen to people go on and on about nonsense, unless of course,
i'm the one talking all the nonsense. it's been another mildly successful week in Franklin. Apparently all sandwiches in this town have mayo on them. seriously, there is a warning on the menu that says, "ALL SANDWICHES HAVE MAYO." well, excuse me...i mean, i am the kind of man who appreciates a little mayo, but what about the person who prefers a little
soynaise? huh? i mean, dang...that's gotta stink. here's a question for you folks as I watch the
VH1 hip/hop honors awards. how do rappers not run out of breath while they're raping...i mean seriously, these are not exactly the fellas you see out for a run on
saturday morning. i don't think
50 cent would do the baptist hospital charity walk. do you really think TI is working on his form in yoga class on
sunday afternoons? i doubt all of that...in fact, if i was a rapper, i think my name would be "real cheap." I think
i'd just rap about how much money
i'd saved in my ROTH over the past year, and maybe
i'd talk about how my wireless connection is stressing me out and is making me want to drink bad soy milk. then, when i got on CRIBS,
i'd show off my collection of used
hondas, along with all my recyclables...i already see the end of my career. dang it.
s to say, it did not work. i also have acquired a serious need for some white prada loafers. at least i dreamed of a sweet pair of them while i was on yet another conference call. my brain is not designed to listen to people go on and on about nonsense, unless of course, i'm the one talking all the nonsense. it's been another mildly successful week in Franklin. Apparently all sandwiches in this town have mayo on them. seriously, there is a warning on the menu that says, "ALL SANDWICHES HAVE MAYO." well, excuse me...i mean, i am the kind of man who appreciates a little mayo, but what about the person who prefers a little soynaise? huh? i mean, dang...that's gotta stink. here's a question for you folks as I watch the VH1 hip/hop honors awards. how do rappers not run out of breath while they're raping...i mean seriously, these are not exactly the fellas you see out for a run on saturday morning. i don't think
50 cent would do the baptist hospital charity walk. do you really think TI is working on his form in yoga class on sunday afternoons? i doubt all of that...in fact, if i was a rapper, i think my name would be "real cheap." I think i'd just rap about how much money i'd saved in my ROTH over the past year, and maybe i'd talk about how my wireless connection is stressing me out and is making me want to drink bad soy milk. then, when i got on CRIBS, i'd show off my collection of used hondas, along with all my recyclables...i already see the end of my career. dang it.
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"Real Cheap" I dont think anyone will fight you for that name. But it fits you perfectly. You can also rap about how it cost too much to fly to Cancun.
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