The boy DJs ONE song and mysteriously loses his pants!!!! He either wet them or my brother forgot to hide the key to the liquor cabinet and the little guy has discovered the gin again. E Money, how many times have we gone over this? If it's not in a Hanny Manny sippy cup or your mommy's boobie, then it's not milk. C'mon, I know you know this! And you can't go around begging people to hug you in your undies. Why you gotta take it there? It's kinda desperate and completely unnecessary. You're loveable enough and freakin' cuddly as heck. Gimmicks are so passe. (Did you see that? I refrained from swearing. That's how much I care baby boy.) Those shenanigans are best kept for college.
Until you're legal, you're better off sticking to the music, perfecting your beat matching and mixing skills, and creating the perfect atmosphere. To assist in this matter, I'm sending a mixing console, laser lighting, and fog machine via FedEx just in time for the next house party. I know, pretty sweet, although the fog effect may be over the top. You might just want to incorporate your bubble maker for the five and under crowd. I've found that it gives a more whimsical, playful vibe.
You can thank me by promising to keep yourself covered when in the presence of guests and in public in general. Some extra hugs along with you not referring to me as your doggie,Daisy, would be nice too. By the way, your cousin is taking guitar lessons and Star sings and dances, so maybe you can all collaborate together someday? In the meantime, here's an old school song that you should study and use to practice scratching those dope beats to. Gotta learn to walk before you can run.
YouTube - Beck - Where It's At
