Now; you might be asking yourself what this blog title means...
Brandon's ass...I BEAT IT!
Mannn, I owned at pool, some Tetris like game, all that.
We were playing all these yahoo games out the ass.
BUT! His punk ass beat me at WordRacer though.
He MURDERED ME!


Anyways.
I chilled with Kari last night and today.
We practically lived at the Galleria today.
I call her Phesant, she calls me Master.
Role reversal eh?
She's the one who originally names me Mars yyyeeaarrrsss ago.
Thank her for my bomb ass name folks.


Yooo.
They usually show reruns out the ass but no Baldwin Hills tonight?
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On another note, I swear niggas stay sayin' that "I'll call you back in [insert about of time]" but never follow through.
I swear Imma start hurting feelings.
Cause I don't give a fuck.
Shit.
Hell.
Got me using all these curse words without reason.
I'm done.



Crackk Radio time.
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That show always makes me laugh.




&holler;™