Wednesday, December 07, 2005

A poem for Tokkie

Why you gotta hate?
Why why why
Why you want to gas him?
Why why why
He used to have a fro',
The baddest ass I know,
But now he says he's sorry,
So how 'bout we just let a brother go?*

In the immortal words of Tokkie Williams:

I'll get every one of you Mother fuckers.

*Graphic warning on link