When your homie is driving you to your girl's house and he ain't askin for directions

Hoot Cheda Momma

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YOU'RE ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ HOT
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Don't be a lil ♥♥♥♥♥

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Nice job! You are a tremendous Big Jazz Boy. You blast huge on the bugles and it never ends for you. You are in love with the Jazz! When the drums are tap-tap-tapping, and the upright bass is shrieking, “Larbo-larbo-larbo!” and the sweet saxophone sonorously croons, “Skerlack! Skerlack! Skerlack!” Those are the moments when you feel huge! Oh, my sweet, tremendous boy, you are bursting at the seams with Trumpet Jelly. You are filled to the brim with that Trumpet Jelly always. Your saxophone is LOUD and it scares the animals in their cages. When God falls asleep, you wake him up with your Big Jazz Boy bugle blasts from below. I am so grateful to know this about you!