Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Story a Day (feat. T-Pain)

I can’t seem to shake him.

It started as I came home from work Friday. I was halfway there when I saw his top-hat bobbing through the crowd behind me, and realized I was being followed.

I keep trying to shake him, but every time I think he’s gone I hear the gentle fwip-fwip-fwip of dreadlocks brushing his shoulders.

In darker moments I wonder if he’ll plague me to the grave.

I don’t know which of you told him I planned on recording with Akon and Beyonce, but when I find out I swear to God I’ll make you pay…

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