Saturday, March 2, 2013


Once upon a time
I tried to be a player
I had a few girls spread out
Around the city
I was okay at juggling
And rotating them
But I had many problems
I was too emotional
I just couldn't handle the demands
I collapsed under pressure
Every time things would fall apart
(Which was often)
I took a deep breath
And ask myself
"What would Drake do?"

What the world needs is a convenient stamp to use on some suitable mail replies

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