Tuesday, August 31, 2010

The Dream of the infamous Drakee Poo Throte.

So there I was third party-ing it up.
Drake (to Mike) "Last night I had a dream.."
Mike: "Well so did MLK and he got shot."
Drake: "Stfu. Adri was my girlfriend and at work I was telling some chick how my baby don't mess around and I know this for sure. Then I turned around and she was flirting was some dude. How true to life."
Mike: "Cool beans, MLK..."

I. Love. My best friends.

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