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Time:02:39 am
(Anne Locc [Hurricane Chris’s Mom]):
Ratchet dancing cross the floor you know the g-way
Hollerin uuhh up on the mic with the dj
I'm with my G’s and my thugs and my essays
Hidin ‘hind the shades I been up for 'bout three days
Cut with curls in my hair got my L’s in tha air
Wastin drank everywhere cuz I cuz I don’t care
With my niggas out that lava and you know we bad off
We the ones up in tha cut with them blunts that make you cough
Chewed all the way down from my head to my feet
I can't feel my face so please don’t speak
You wanna know what we do when the club get packed
Toss my set raise my shirt show that tat up on my back

-From The Ratchet Remix by Hurricane "Ay Bay Bay" Chris
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gracie_o
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Time:2007-10-10 04:04 am (UTC)
Johnny, you'll never believe it! Last night I threw away (recycled) about 150+ magazines! Including my entire collection of Vogues (save for the super special/rare foreign ones).

Felt good, felt lighter.
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snowywilderness
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Time:2007-10-11 08:20 am (UTC)
I am so feeling you, girl. I'm watching an Ovation TV documentary about the painter Chuck Close, and his super comfy artist's studio makes me want to get those bitches off my library table.
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