Thursday, March 4, 2010

That's a Rap

Hey, young world, I'm going to sleep. It's not about pleasure, it's what I've got to do to keep my integrity. You've not seen the last, or the best of me. When the sun rises tomorrow, I'll have beaten it to the sky -- I'm not trying to project any manifest destiny -- I'm waking up faster than Fry.

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