just for pure proof of how ridiculous things can get at 3:30am... I want everyone to know what true rapping potential lies within me.

Me. A microphone. Love in the air. Freestyle flow battle in Billy's backyard. Truly outshining any of my 10 performances of Juicy by Biggie on karaoke. Every time one of the boys gets into a good groove, Kelli interrupts like she is about the shut the club down. Just as you think she is about to lay down some Dwayne Carter shit, she quickly gives an unwarranted introduction for "Al on the mike" and puts me on the spot. She is the Cheddar Bob to my Rabbit!

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