Bring Back Biggie, Bring Back Tupac
I wish there was a cure for gunshot wounds.
If we can’t bring ‘em back, maybe we can clone ‘em….so far no one can imitate them…at least not well. If they never went anywhere, what would be different?…would Puffy and Lil Kim be reality tv stars? I think not. Would the east coast/west coast war still be goin on? Well, probably so…but we wouldn’t have that piece of shit Lil Wayne who can’t rap without some bullshit effect on his voice…or that punk T-Pain…or that fake 50Cent feud with The Game…that’s just the tip
Anyways…just a thought, maybe I just wanna go back then
“Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to fight
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
Why am I dying to live, if I’m just living to die?
someone tell me y”
About me
Out of utter disgust from being stuck in an office, we use this platform to prove that we don't belong here. We belong...somewhere much funnier. Much funnier and much cooler. To be honest, we already know we are pretty hilarious. So, accept this as YOUR opportunity to realize our supreme comedic abilities, and of course, enjoy them. However, if you don't enjoy what you see here, please let us know. We will, in turn, let you know how stupid, ignorant, and poopy-faced you are!
This is just the beginning of our plan to take over the world with our shticks...One of us wants to live on a deserted island, and the other wants to be a space tourist and punch dogs. It will happen...don't you ever question it...for now this damn page is our deserted island, our space destination, our punched out bloodied dog face...and random collection of hilarious insanity
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