“There’s a lot of work to do, no more time to play.” Ah, my cool music friends, lend me your ears. Your bouncing reggae beats have me playing while I work. I can move my body to the left, and my body to the right, as I bake some homemade brownies that flavors up my night. Thank you for the California rasta vibrations that groove the flavor through my tastebuds my good good friends. Good good time for all, and I know, my friends, you play at your work and work at your play. Thanks!
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