I know Hotstuff bro. Shez juss a little frustuated, butt crack showin', miserable wanna be hustler with an identity crisis. And yeah her tongue is twisted. Thus , no good words comin out. But as long as she keeps yappin', we'ld know she's alive. Shez cryin for help. Hehe. (Damn, i sound rude in this post :p. Whateva, u know, i know now eone knows (*chi-tara). Pun intended, aiight.) Now now ateva, ur gettin nasty eh? ;) P.S: please tell us, when to laugh next tyam when throw one of your smartass comments. It's a request. ;)