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Elaba!
Registered: May 2006
Location: Bruges
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Jan-08-2009 23:49
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Progrez
Antwerp's Finest
Registered: May 2004
Location: Antwerp
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In the beginning, there was Jack. And Jack had a groove. And from this groove came the groove of all grooves.
And while one day viciously throwing down on his box, Jack boldly declared, "Let there be House!"
And House music was born. I am, you see. I am the creator. And this is my House.
And in my House there is only House music. But I am not so selfish, because once you've entered my House,
it then becomes our House, and our House music. And you see, no one man owns House,
because house music is a universal language spoke and understood by all.
You see, House is a feeling, that no one can understand really, unless you're deep into the vibe of House.
House is an uncontrollable desire to Jack your body. And as I told ya before, this is our house, and our House music.
And in every house you understand, there is a keeper. And in this house the keeper is Jack.
Now some of you might wonder, "who is Jack and what is it that Jack does?"
Jack is the one who gives you the power to Jack your body.
Jack is the one who gives you the power to do the snake.
Jack is the one who gives you the key to the wiggly worm.
Jack is the one who learns you how to walk your body.
Jack is the one that can bring nations and nations of all Jackers together under one house.
You may be black, you may be white, you may be Jew, or Gentile.
It don't make a difference in our house. And this is fresh!
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No Rules, Great Old
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Jan-10-2009 23:22
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Real
hi!
Registered: Feb 2004
Location: Meerhout
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Body-Shock - Mars-Plastic
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You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".
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Jan-11-2009 13:24
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