3000!!
Congratulations on Top Gun, I mean 3000.
"I feel the need, the need to spill my seed. Owww!"
A Maverick rhyme as a tribute to the hi one:
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This is the story of track, a hi one at that,
Taking one for the team, he's always first to bat.
Once a high dollar pooner, but now more a cruiser,
Experienced has taught him, a green is all he'll give 'er.
Gulping down his large coffee, passing by the Patricia,
He'll resort to Melissa, unless he finds something slicka.
Hatrick has his flashlight, but Hitrack uses his feet,
If he doesn't like what he sees, he'll tell the ho to get beat.
A member since "FEB" of "O THREE", he's been around the block,
Having to put up, with hos smoking rock.
When he got close to "THREE G", he finally pulled up his socks,
It's been a long time coming, but THREE THOUSAND ROCKS!!!!!!