I enjoy watching white boys not used to the word ‘homie’ trying to say it to their friends. “Wait for me, homies!” Yes. Wait up my brethren. My joyous companions, halt for me, for I am down with the hippity hop. We are chums are we not? The four and twenty, ablaze!
theshadowzero said: i wonder how popo even got a whole gallon
I have no idea, he never leaves the Lookout. Maybe it was part of their “training”… Or just Muffin Button.