yeah i knew that half brother fairly well - until i realized i wasnt him
anymore - then someone else became him and i was just bob again.
bob
On Sat, 20 Nov 1999 [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
> Speaking of CAKE, i remember one time when my friend who usually gets it
> forgot to get our weekend supply, so we ended up having to go to the
> shitholes of Brooklyn to this dealer who thought he was being really funny by
> giving us bum stuff. Fortunately he was my friend's half brother so we knew
> where to find him. We went and confronted him and got our real shit. Boy,
> were we sorted then. We ended up taking the cake in the middle of the
> street. After that I saw everything in that wavy trail like effect they have
> in the movies, it ended up being a good night. God save the CAKE.
> sincerely, chantal 'let them get Cake' claret
>
