No reason for my rhyme here. It's Friday, L.A. is looking like dreary old London town, and I woke up caught off guard by a hangover.
[ED.'S NOTE: I blame the two or three sips I took of G-Man's AMF at the bar. Seriously, who else drinks these? Oh my God. NEVER AGAIN!]
Plus, I could totally mess with some Waffle House right about now.
Real talk.
FILE UNDER: Old School Funk for the True Funk Soldiers!
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