The Eleventh Little Indian Boy

Monday, September 02, 2002:

I....I....I just want to fly.....For the very first time.....For the very first.....Alrighty. I finally saw the video. Which video you ask? The Lumps Ski Trip 2001 "UnCensored" director's cut via DJ SupaHo. It was very sentimental and nicely put together. In the back of my mind there are countless bits and pieces of moments remembered.... I recall that it was my first time seeing snow. I remember how disappointed I was when GW told my that you couldn't just roll up snow into a giant snowball and create a snowman cartoon style. I remember learning that you can't always assume that you are in a room full of cantonese speakers....ahem....right Jabrone? But most of all....of course.....I remember the fighting. Let's get ready to rumble!!!!!

There were plenty of note worthy match ups and stunning upsets. GH getting taken out by two girls and not fighting back.....that was messed up. WC and GW butting heads like a pair of juiced up alpha males and then proceeding to rub snow into each other's faces. Me....sneaking up on J*Nyce and keeping it real until he wriggled free and locked me up into a python leg grip. That sucked. All these were great in their own right...but nothing compared to the 10-17 seconds of action when me and MC hooked up and did a little dance.

To my defense...it looked like I slipped and fell right into him.....but I'll admit that he got me pretty good. I remember not being able to move or breathe because he compressed my upper torso with his legs and simultaneously cloggled up my trachea by putting me into a head lock. If you looked at the stats on paper.... I should have taken him out. But, you can't argue with real time video footage. I think I've watched it over and over about 20 times. Haha...pretty funny. We're gonna have to get a rematch going sometime in the future. But until then.....I'm a good sport......you got me dog. Hahaha.


LIB // 11:05 PM


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Not many people know about the ELEVENTH little indian boy. Quite simply he was the one who didn't really want to follow in the footsteps of the other 10 and at times even held grandiose dreams of being a cowboy one day. In a world that is changing ever so fast, one can only hope and pray.

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