dude, i hella need to find a job. my ol man is gonna boot my ass straight to the gudder if i don't come up with some mean scrilla. Do you like when I talk jive??
He said I need to explore my opportunites and buckle down. He told me my mom would roll over in her grave if she knew I was 20 and still didn't have a job.
I ain't working at no cell phone kiosk or shit like that. My ol man said he could hook me up and I said "fuck that". He told me not to talk jive. Is that shit funny or what? I think he was watching Good Times reruns.
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Saturday, May 3, 2008
time to get a job
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