WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!(miss november!!! j/k)

ANN JARAMILLO COME ON DOWN...!!!

In addtion to being one of the coolest of cousins she also sent me my first care package...!

...more hath cometh..

I’m gunna ge-ge-ge-get you drunk…Why is that song in my head…? I haven’t listened to much hippity hop musica in about two shakes of a ox’s tail… Sounds like a care package request to me… mp3 format please… Bro I need more mixes… Hook up with Chrondo and bring DJ Stealth to life… DJ South Paw… Power up the 1200z… lay down sum Trez Deliquentez and Madonna mix (which I promise you is definitive proof of Jaramillo Geniuz) and cross the fader into some Cypress Hill Baka Boyz remix… The blood type of my Bro’ham and Primoz (Couzin’z FOO) must be DJ POSITIVE… You can almost hear the beatz coming from their hearts as they work the tables… It is a beautiful site… Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag, I would watch my cuz and bro trying dis and dat mix… You wouldn’t get such precision on a F-22 fighter… They were on the Pharcyde of reality as the records spun round and round… But you know what guys… even though I put my name last… on the looking glass… I seen her yesterday… But I had to let her pass…

On to the topic of the evening… ANN… YOU RULE… you know this maaaaahn…! We finally started getting mail… and low and behold a box with my llame on it… They asked me if I was the leader of the mas chingonz… Si’mon…! There I got my package… Very exciting… wrote a song about it… would you like to hear it… well heeeeeere it goez…

(to the tune of old smokie…)
I got me a package…
All covered in mud…
I wonder who mailed it…
It was mailed with such love…
I looked at it quickly
And saw Ann’s name…
Opened the package…
And then went insane…
Use your imagination… the song works… really… Well not to leave M-Lo the Wonder boy out… (hint hint Sarah…) … I let him hold my package… (enter the beavis and butt head laugh… hehhehehehhe... he said package) Here is a picture of him holding my package…
Get that out of your minds sicko’z… Obviously we are not right in the head here… too much dust on the brain… Well that was the highlight of my Day… Thank you Ann again for the candies… I doubt it will make it to Iraqi kids cuz some Mexican Bandito likes to eat hot tamales… and apparently letters too…
It is time to go to sleep… with visions of hot tamales… I will shout out a prayer for all of you… be well today… have a beautiful night… try to find Mars out there… it is the red tintish one… I look at it every night… wonder if you can see it to… and think: I would rather be there… for two weeks… now get your azz to mars...

Damn I wish I wasn't such a wimp! 'Cause then I would let you know that I love you so... And if I was your man then I would be true.... The only lying I would do is in the bed with you... Then I signed sincerely the one who loves you dearly, PS love me tender... The letter came back three days later: Return to Sender....Damn!

-She keeps on passin me by...