woooooo it's the weekend again! if you're in town, stop by and say hello @ the byt capitol skyline pool party anytime between 12 and 8 on saturday. but even if you're not around, you can still make your own fantab party with the following jamz:get down-jack beats
turn my swag on-telephoned ft. telli federline
metropolis (the twelves' b-live rio rmx)-cicada
hold the line (golden gloves wobble n shake rmx)-major lazer
exodus (malente rmx)-congorock
paparazzi (moto blanco edit)-lady gaga
laughing through my teeth (blatta inesha rmx)-boltan
slide-barletta
me & the washing machine (congorock rmx)-my awesome mixtape
skittish clubbers-pit from calcu**a ft. patrobot
and the awkward part of the night song when you're watching other drunk people do pull-ups on the metal bars inside the metro, and then you notice they are wearing legends of the hidden temple t-shirts so you decide now is an opportune time to strike up a conversation based on your extensive knowledge of the glory days of nickelodeon. and so you do, and you yell at their friend who isn't doing pull-ups for what seems like fifteen minutes to get his attention, but you don't care because this is important. and when you finally do get his attention you tell him you need to speak with his friend on urgent matters. so he turns to his bro and says, dude, that girl wants to talk to you. and he looks confused, and so you ask him flat out, would he have what it takes to put together the silver monkey? then you and they hate on the silver snakes for a few stops, and then when it's time for you to go, you bid them farewell by wishing them luck in all their future kirk fogg endeavors, and you tell them you hope that they DO win those remote control cars. hi-fives all around. not that that's ever happened to me or anything.
your song (team banzai rmx)-elton john
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