his house in michigan

eminem (THE POUND FOR POUND KING OF RAP)
hAVE U READ ABOUT WHAT NICK cañón dicho ABOUT EMINEM?

HERE ARE SOME FROM NICK CANON'S BLOG.

…” Then I felt sorry for him because he must really be stuck in the past. Not only has his música not evolved, but also homeboy is still obsessed with my wife, the same female that wouldn’t let him get to segundo base from 8 years ago! He even describes his desperate lameness in this bad excuse for storytelling track. That’s some real middle school shit right there! (What type of grown culo man lies about getting with a chick) Only Slim Lamey! LOL!

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“Hello?” Marshall answers.
“Hey, uh… Can tu do me a favor?” tu ask hoping he’d say yes. tu sit down on the bed.
“Sure, yeah,” he says.
“Could Jake come and stay at your house this weekend? Im going out of town and I don’t really wanna leave him here alone,” tu say.
“Ummm….Well… I don’t know…,” he says.
“Please Marshall… to tell tu the truth I don’t trust him here alone,” tu say like your begging him. He laughs slightly.
“I think he’ll be fine,” he says. “Besides Im going outta town too,” he says.
“Oh… Why didn’t tu just say that in...

It’s about two weeks later on a Saturday. tu haven’t seen Marshall for this whole time. According to Jake, he says Hailie dicho that her dad has been in the studio for the last two weeks working on stuff for Relapse 2 and some things for others. tu really wish tu could see him, tu think you’re about ready to tell him the whole truth about how tu like him, and that tu were lying to him about not liking him. tu also plan to tell him about Jordan, and how he’s the reason, tu never wanted to get into a relationship until tu met, and got to liking Marshall. tu plan to tell him...

“I…I … I cant tell you,” tu say softly.
“Yes tu can,” she says with a smile as tu walk towards home. tu sigh then look down at the ground.
“Fine,” tu say. “I’ll tell you, but not here, lets go over there!” tu say and point towards the woods, tu grab her arm and start to quickly walk towards the woods.
“Ahh, mostrar down!! What could be so secret that tu have to drag me to the woods to tell me,” she says as tu get to the woods and she gets away.
“Cause,” tu say. “I’ll tell you, but tu got to swear that tu wont tell, my mom, o anybody, nobody at all!”...

“Who is it?” tu ask your mother as she comes back into the kitchen.
“I don’t know, he just asked for tu two,” your mother explains and sits down at the table… tu and Marshall look at each other confused, tu both sort of hesitate to move. “Well aren’t tu gonna go talk to him?” your mom asks.
“Uh what does he look like?” Marshall asks quickly.
“Hes kinda fat, and hes black. Why?” she asks confused.
“Uhh how bout tu tell him that we just left,” Marshall says figuring its DeAngelo.
“Hes gonna ask were we went, tu know that,” tu say though your teeth to Marshall....

“Abby! What the hell is the matter with you?” Wanda, your friend from high school asks as she enters your office. tu look up at her with no expression on your face. “You’ve been staring at that same damn paper for 30 minutes. And tu have that same expression on your face,” shes says. tu still don’t answer her “Whats wrong!?” she yells at tu and closes the door, she sits down in one of the chairs like shes one of your clients o something.
“I don’t feel like talking about it,” tu say with the same expression on your face that tu have had for the past 30 minutos according...