The One with the Jack Move

And now, for tonight's special presentation, I'm gonna take a bite from the lyrical stylings of one Mr. Kanye West, one Mr. Mos Def and one Mr. Freeway. Everybody, MOVE!

Note: this isn't supposed to be a set of lyrics. It's just a straight swaggerjack to switch things up for this entry.

Two words.
Mart Pags.
So lazy.
Slow fucking
Internet.
Can't do
Uni work.
Need new
password!
Everybody, MOVE!

Two weeks
into
Third Year,
already
on break.
Weird shit,
no sense,
schoolwork
all crammed
into
twelve weeks.
Too much,
not enough,
Everybody, MOVE!

Two words.
8 Mile.
Eminem.
Haven't seen
in ages.
Just want
to watch
fat guy
rhyming in
parking lot,
something 'bout
three-fiddy,
blah blah
et cetera,
Everybody, MOVE!

Two words.
Getting fat.
Either that
or bad scale.
Running laps
every week,
trying to
get fit.
Fonz said,
"Lift weights,"
but I'm
too lazy.
My shirts
won't fit.
Probably
just stick
to running laps
and Ab Ripper,
Everybody, MOVE!

Okay, that's enough of that. I'm sure I'm gonna regret this entry when I look through my blog a couple of months from now. ROFL! But hey, it's something different. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

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