I did take the time out to look at their good work, and complimented them on it.


But oh no, Quez must behave like a cranky ex sidebar hunk, talking about Jay Z.


Yeah, well, Jay is my cousin, we were in Vietnam together back in '69, so he's my dog (dawg). Go ahead and fling your pink cookies in a plastic bag at my internet persona. I laugh in the face of OPL (other Peoples Lyrics) being rubbed like roasted garlic on Italian bread, only my face is supposed to be the bread.



As a matter of fact, I bet you're the guy that actually forms the dough with his tiny little paws,and bakes them up to a nice crispy bodega goodness for Bobby the crackhead to enjoy.


Now excuse me while I start a grassroots campaign banning all grouchy ex side bar hunks from my scope.




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