Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Freddy. C'mon, Son.


Freddy . . .I'm just sayin'. . .
Come back home.  Come to NY.
We can have you back to "I'm slingin' it to pop stars" status quick.

Let's get this done.
Ciroc & lemonade* at the 40/40 with Solange, son!
Tell me that ain't the move, right there!

Freddy.  Stop playin'.  Sign up.

*Yes, I know that shit is nasty, but that's not the point.

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