Yo peeps, s’up? Rubinman in da house…

So, at the weekend it was Amber’s "birthday", but guess who got presents? YES, it was ME - the Rubinman got presents, and let me tell you, that’s exactly the way it should be, because do you know what Amber and Terry got me for MY "birthday"? NOTHING, that’s what. NOTHING. Anyways, it’s like, they totally got me a present for Amber’s "birthday" and this is what it was:

YES! It’s a BLING COLLAR! A "BLOLLAR!" Got me a BLOLLAR and damn, but I look mighty fine in my Blollar, let me tell you. I’d show you, but it’s like, I’m keepin’ it for special occassions, like when I take Amber out for a walk and we haveta go past all me bitches in the street. For real. And also: because my hairs are so WILD, you can’t really see the Blollar too good. Still, I got one, and, you know, that’s more than you got, so there.

Now, I know what you’re thinkin’ about me n’ my BLOLLAR. Yoos are all, "Nancy boy got a gold collar with SPARKLY BITS on it! First he gets a PINK BOWL then he gets a freakin’ BLOLLAR, what is he, some kind of sissy?" Well, the Rubinman is NOT a sissy, and I’ll tell yoos how I know. Lookit this: does HE look like a sissy to you?

No, I didn’t think so. It’s my man 50 Cent - note the BLOLLAR. Yeah, old 50 Cent, he got his BLOLLAR on back to front, but that’s ‘cos he is NO WAY as cool as the Rubinman. He’ll learn. In the meantime, I’m off to strut my stuff show off my ice, ice baby. Smell yas!

Rubin

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