That was sweet of you to say,smiths, thank you.
No explanation necessary, though. You didn't say anything offensive, and I wasn't being very serious. Mainly, I'm just naturally grumpy, owing to my creaking, aching bones.
Anyway, everything that didn't happen last Tuesday looks antique these days, practically. Poor Dr. Dre, to whom I'm dealing the second spot in the Three Songs Receding Into The Mists of History.
I mean, how could he have known he would end up looking like a fool by using a hard-line, back in the day? All da thugz were doing it at the time.
Shorty Wanna Ride -- Young Buck*
Let Me Ride -- Dr. Dre
Swing Down, Sweet Chariot -- The Apollas
*In which we learn, en passant, that the G-Unit endorses the concept of Illuminati world control, apparently.
