Word! He brought it on himself, spewing all that bile and venom. Talk some ish like that an guess what: you get a cyber-beatdown! <P>Okayplayer: it ain't no happy fizzies party.<P>love and respect,<BR>El Rey<P><BR>"We live the now for the promise of the infinite." - Mos Def<P>"If we must die, let it not be like hogs<BR>Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,<BR>While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,<BR>Making their mock at our accursed lot.<BR>If we must die, O let us nobly die<BR>So that our precious blood may not be shed<BR>In vain, then even the monsters we defy<BR>Shall be constrained to honor us though dead!<BR>O kinsmen! We must meet the common foe!<BR>Though far outnumbered let us show us brave,<BR>And for their thousand blows deal one death blow!<BR>What though before us lies the open grave?<BR>Like men we'll face the murderous cowardly pack,<BR>Press to the wall, dying, but fighting back!" -- Claude McKay