Friday, February 23, 2007

Holla out trill props to my Flying Dutchmen and Dutchwomen back at ReDee

I know we of that private Redeemer University College institution up there on the Rock only get a February Reading Week, which supposedly compares to our fellow public institutions across Canada, such as McMaster University below the Mountain who loses without a March Partying Break, but I figure that all the extra academic stimulus, created by means of tough lectures, long seminars or similar intellectual contributions of thought in regular class, we gain up North there will, in the end, be their loss down South (and trust me it really is your loss peeps)!

Then again now, it could just be that evil pure green jealousy and envy talking as my I-75 boyz get ready to go those 1,789 miles towards sophomoric freedom all the way rolling down the Dixie Highway from Windsor/Detroit-Wayne or Motown to Miami-Dade/Coral Gables sans moi as originally planned last year, so big up yaselph or prepare to brave the storm and man up down in Jacksonville, Duval County, Gainesville, Alachua County, Ocala, Marion County, Daytona Beach, Volusia County, Titusville, Cocoa Beach, Seminole County, Sanford, Ovideo (where my parents were engaged, married and lived as missionaries in training), Orlando, Orange County, Ocoee, Osceola County, Tampa Bay, Hillsborough County, St. Petersburg, Manatee County, Sarasota, Lake Okeechobee, Belle Glade, Palm Beach, Broward County, Miami, Dade County and Coral Gables (perhaps the Everglades and Keys too) without me?

But remember fools, jesters and biastiches, a serious booyahkashaaa for all to check yourselves, I got props for my tight Flying Dutchmen and Dutchwomen back on that massively bubbled campus there at ReDee, with all the beautiful niceties innitt to make things all good, warm and sunny like Orange Juice for my March madness here at home to go complete riot eh, so keep it trill boyz, don't come back home all jacked up and flossing about crazy sagas of going out all muskied down to your tizzow on a holla call, as big league gogettaz all getting freezy my beezy with the real greenback and something tres sweet in the Deep South, hooking it up out there with mad hot action, doing the Dirty Martinez on the rebooty with some fine catch, all buckwild and junk like that or just punking up the prime time clubs with major league ballers and swingers as gangsta athlete wannabes, because you know we have been up studying hard at home while you played in the rays so just remember to give us respect - aiiiiiiight!