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fly eyes
friends forever
The Anna Page
The Rita Page
In Loving Mermory of Jaquese
It wasnt MY VH1 awards
What a terrible world
REMIX REVOLUTION yo yo
remix revolution CONTINUED
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| This is version 2.0 of Phat Homey G's. The first version of this page was deleted because we found it just too darn offensive, and will never be avaliable to the public. A dissapointment, I'm sure. This page is basically talking about the people we love. Our friends, our role models. Unfortunatly, it seems as though those are the ONLY people we love. We would like to begin by thanking our non-human friends. Rita and Anna would like to give a shout out to our helper monkeys: Jacquese, Jurusaphat the II, Otto, and Deficient-Ape. (who turned out to be the most productive of all the monkeys) We refrain from thanking Phil because he made fun of the names we chose for the crystalized colors of the fly eyes. Phil is also obese. Anyway, these irritable uncooperative little chimps really improved our work ethics because we saw the pro's and con's of hiring unskilled laborers who don't speak English, or any language for that matter. We feel for the employers of early immigrants in the industrial factories of Detroit and Chicago. Our human friends have not yet been updated, or even aware of the highly illegal operation that Rita and Anna carry on in the Fruit Cellar of Rita's home. Now that you know, we'd like to thank you. All of you wouldn't care if we put your name on the internet, but if for some strange reason someone who is not one of our friends comes to this website we don't want there to be any jealousy that you're our friends and they aren't. If in fact we listed our friends names, a person like Anna who has a tendency to feel extreme hatred towards a person as a result of jealousy would come and kill you in broad daylight, because Rita and Anna really are that great. Rita and Anna have all the same friends and all of them can be described in this phrase that Anthony Kiedis brilliantly introduced to us in the song "my friends": 'my friends are so depressed.' If at the moment you are insulted because you are not depressed then you are either in denial of this depression or are a cantidate for depression at a later time. So you see, this applies to all of our friends. Now you imagine a bunch of dreary people, but my friends are not dreary at all, you see, they're mostly insane. |
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