Hey,
blud, wanna come to my crib and hang with me homies?
Excuse
me?
I
said Hey, blud, wanna come to my crib and hang with me homies?
I
see......your 'crib' being that odd nest you built in the back of the
wardrobe out of the freshly ironed clothes you dragged from the hangers? And presumably your 'homies' being little pink mousy, your purple
ball and....
And
Mr Wobbles, yes.......er, I mean innit?
And
by hang you mean......
Well,
feed me, obviously, er......innit?
I
have got to stop lettting you watch MTV
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