You know, Mama, everytime I have a party, my toilet messes up. This time the toilet wouldn't fill back up after you flushed it. My roomy, Jhene left a note on it warning that it didn't flush. Did Mag9 bother reading the note? Noooooooooooo. He left me a nice surprise, mama. I was amazed that soo much stuff could come out of such a small guy.

Prev fancies himself a handy guy. God bless him, he spent a good thrity minutes trying to fix my toilet with Mag9's little gift that was still giving in aroma form. After a while, Prev tells me, the tank wasn't getting refilled. I coulda told him that. I didn't, though. I wanted him to feel all big and important cuz that's the kinda guy I am, damn it! I'm not cussing at you, mama, that's just something I say a lot.