Where have all the champions gone?
Hopefully Foos will tell us soon.
Friday, June 23, 2006
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4 comments:
The real champs--the ones from eastern Europe--rock a double-headed orbital spinner with batteries in the handle, holes for aerodynamics, grip tape on the bottoms and devil horns on the top. The sides are covered with fur. They spark like crazy when they're plugged in, and sound like mandolins from a distance.
Wait.
What were we talking about again?
Oh dude, all these DOPE movies coming out!
Darkon
Balls of Fury
Yeah.
yo Robb, don't drop the second "g"
keep is really real
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