Kickin' off that Soul Train Friday night:
Check'd. Digits confirm an angel is comin' your way. Just be sure to point her friends in my direction, friendo.
Show n' prove.
You're alright in my book, Anon. Peace to you.
What's up? No Soul Train folks tonight? It was solid last weekend. Guess I ain't got the juice like that.
Freddy got told the fuck off late last bread. Him and his shill friends are crying and revamping new shill tactics. We comfy.