Prose before hoes.
Ill call you tomorow
A racket.
He kept looking at his hoes.
He grabs a hoe.
A $100 bill.
Snickers satisfies.
TB or not TB, that is the question.
Out, out, damned Spot!
Because the cons outweighed the prose.
He may have a lot of cons, but he also has a lot of prose.