Gosh gooly, whats happening in this thread now. I blacked out half a thread ago, but a few wafts of the smelling salts later, I'm back just to ignore all reason and return to the place that turned my lights out in the first place.
I can only guess, becuase I have no intention of reading any responce to my question. Being that the tourney is still a ways off people have resorted to scheduling matching.
My junk v you junk.
And once the bookies were happy with the numbers, they resorted to building up interests in the matches. And the smack down began. My mama is betta than yo mama, yo dada is really my dada cause yo mana is nasty. And it goes, and gets to the point where the verbal jabs lay waist to a larger audience.
The crews!!
Its all good fun, the fun is good, and all of it. But where is the substance? Where is the meat? Are these bold words attached to anything? If you loose what will you lose? Face? Hardly, the words were filled with hot air in the first place.
So what do we have then?
I'll tell you what we have, a vacant lot. I'm going to step aside and join the ranks of the other groups who cry due to the destruction of something they hold dear. Yokoson and the Crying Indian cry for you. We cry for your emptiness. We cry becasue we can.
Oh and
Dcrew>Coverse>>>>>>>>>>>People who jump people of legitimate reasons (like money)>>>>>>>>>People who jump people for non legitimate reasons (like Caveman and the rest of CC) OH!!!