Dave, Fist of Odin Ah.

Shit.

Crystal G, you be illin.
And I be illin too.
'Inappropri'te Sexual Feelings'?
I think we're both blue.

Why we fighting?
You got skilz
Mine are madder it's true
But let's put that all behind us
And see what we can do . . .

Teddy Ruxpin!
Teddy Ruxpin!
It's a world of pain
And you're all ball of brightness
And you make it all plain

You just wanna be our homie
You just wanna have fun
But I got my mace and platemail
And I do what's get done

Teddy Ruxpin!
Teddy Ruxpin!
Odin blesses my fight
But you make me feel sorrow
For this Crystal G, a'ight?

So I'm putting down my mace
And I'm hangin up my shield
And now I'm just talkin'
'Bout some thoughts that been congealed

Teddy Ruxpin!
Teddy Ruxpin!
You're a bear with a heart
Let's all just be homies
Let's all just make a start

So I'm not done fighting
And I've got some stuff to do
But Crystal G - mad props to you
Can't we just make it through?

And while I'm rhymin, one lone tear rolls slowly down my face. That's right. Teddy R has made me feel some things that I thought - that I feared - I would never feel again. I look at C.G., and I feel - yes, I admit it - I feel camaraderie with this criggah. I'm not saying we're going to get some 40s and sit on the porch, shootin' the shit - I'm just saying I got mad respect for his skilz.

Now I kinda wish I'd brought in a polar bear.  ¶ 3:54 AM