The new Schoo season bout’ to start and it make me think about back in da days. My mama use to tell me. . . Leon, you keep skippin’ schoo (anyou’ll) never amount to nutin’. You tink my mama was right?

Leon’s gots brains, looky. . . One, twooo, freee, fo. . . rite?

I was just thinking some more about words…

Quarterback

I gave a dude a dollar for a twix bar, but he only gave me a quarterback!!  What a slam!

Crisis

I seen this chick just crying and crying at the arcade, and so I’m like, “Don’t cry-sis, I’ll spring for your skeeball!”

Dispair

I was at the club last night when one of the frisky ladies lift up her shirt and said “Yo, Leon! Check out dis-pair!”