my childhood nickname was “christine the bean” until 2001 when my older brother and sister began a competition to see which of them could think of a new nickname that made me cry the most. this resulted in them calling me “osama bin laden” for the next three years
when i was little my parents would call me down during dinner parties and tell me to do my Jar Jar Binks voice and i’d be like “how wude!! Mesa so gwateful yousa here for dinner with us!!” and they’d all laugh and clap. Then i would alone in my room dreaming of a different life
This video is from before the war. Our friend Saleh and his brother, who liked to fish, found this poor turtle on the beach and they rescued her. Unfortunately Saleh and his brother were both killed. We’ve lost many people. And there are no words to describe this pain.
Cam'ron: I don't know Armie Hamma. I know we armed with hammas. Got goons in the kitchen whippin Arm & Hamma. (Starting to slip) Mami she probably Santa. Oh you a party planner? She party hard, ladi dadi, you a Barney dancer
Max B: And baby you knooow. I love to wear my clothes