I have a bit of a crush on Dj Quik. Who doesn't, though?
But hey! Why read my psuedo-literate babbling when you can listen to my voice, which was once described by my demented 63- posing-as-23-year-old psychotic bitch boss as being so phone sex worthy that it sounded as if I was "fucking the customers"? Even more upsetting was the fact that they were all new age assbites who had most likely just given themselves high colonics with patchouli prior to calling! Yikes is right, mon frere.
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