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in 98, I was 21,
They wanted to see me walk a line I was sober, They wanted to see me walk their line I used my smart hand and held it out and said, STOP! collaborate and listen! Ice is back with a brand new.... ...................looking toward the sky for answers, I couldn't remember A battered baton swung from one hand into the other. YOU on drugs boy!? (smiling) Marijuuuaaaaaana is Nooooot a Druuuuu GUH! (smiling bigger) Officer! Eyebrows raised he nods slowly inconcieved not sure if he agreed about the weed or if it was something about me and my taste for outdated music. Billy Jean starts playing in my car. Anxious, I reach in hanging through the driver side and smile wickedly before turning back straightfaced turning it up i snap my fingers below my pockets swaying side to side to the starting line Fingers pointing toward the officer. Serious eyes biting my bottom lip I throw my head back. Moonwalking the line with no shoes on against the hot gravely loose pavement Finally Perfecting! my Michael Jackson! scream at the End! YEEEEE! HEEE! HEEEEE! |
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Oh yeah I love it!
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Two thumbs up! I'd give you more but I only have two lol
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Edited by
robert1652
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Wed 07/08/09 02:54 PM
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Two thumbs up! I'd give you more but I only have two lol |
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Two thumbs up! I'd give you more but I only have two lol Thanx bunches :) |
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