Hey, Badger Dude, what’s up in the ‘Hood, Man? Give us some street talk with your Bad Self on a Monday a.m. in these Dog Days of Summer. What’s the scene from your one blue eye and one brown eye across Worsham Street? What’s Shakin’ when you’re not Bakin’ in the HEAT??
Well, excuse me if I say so, but the heat is clearly Bake-oh. And I won’t make no promises, but we got cats like Tom-ases. The ‘Hood has lost its senses cause it’s overrun by fences. Who can say the reason? It can’t be just the season. With all that bein’ said, I think the Problem’s Red.
Thanks, Little Woman of Worsham Street!