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I always say...I'm outie dawg. But, peace is perfectly acceptable.
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Lata Sucka Peace brotha These are my brothers favorites!
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I'm nuts for the place
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I forgot...
holla or Ill holla atcha lata
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"Peace out" is a hip-hop expression that is currently popular.
"Peace and love, sex and drugs, and rock and roll" is an older, longer version.
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I'm pretty sick and tired of the "Cheers" as well. If you're not hoisting a glass, don't say it!
It's worse when it concludes an email.
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People at work do this...I wish I could smack them through the screen
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I like "Two fingers to the sky" or "Peace up, A-town down"
Hollatchaboi!
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Quote:
MCS
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Far out, like, wow, man. Groovy.
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I think I'll start saying peace with my boys and drive um nuts.
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