Thank You (Falletinmi Be Mice Elf Agin)

I found a random C.D. on my desk, so I put it in the computer and started listening to it. I immediately regretted it. The speed and power of the songs overwhelmed me. It was just one instant classic after another; I never got a chance to catch my breath. It was like hearing God speak for 1.1 hours. What is the name, you ask, of this unstoppable disk of divine light? Why, the Manly Mixtape of course.

Seriously, how bitchin' is this album? I know Showstopper whiners will complain about how they had a mixtape first, but the manly mixtape is waaay better (although it doesn't have White Houses). Highlights include:
-The Final Countdown (I'm a little worried about the graduation performance. Pelkey will be solid, but who will man the synth?)
-Everybody Get Up (by the unreal boy band/ rap group Five)
-Di Oh Nay! (the japanses rap classic heard on the menus of I Shall Avenge My Uncle)
-Sweet Georgia Brown (Globetrotters special edition)

P.S.: I have a plan for next year's Lip-Synch. Picture this: I'm sitting at my piano (a synth, set up on a low stand so the crowd can see me), someone on the trap set, and a third on the cello. Dark stage. Suddenly, a single spot comes in on me. A few wisps of fog across the stage. I start into Vanessa Carleton's "White Houses" and don't stop until the crowd is on it's feet.

P.P.S.: When should we present Lade with his painting? I'm thinking this Friday. Should 5th hour be included, or screw them? I'm feeling screw them right now, but we'll see.

P.P.P.S.:Today I became a National Merit semi-finalist. I guess a 232 PSAT was enough...