RIP Herbert Kornfeld, Accounts Receivable Supervisor - now tippin' on 44s and 1099s with his homie CPA-ONE. His strangely prescient last column will stand in memoriam to one of the greats from the old school:

Sleepless hours and dreamless nights and far aways / Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here. —Chicago, "Wishing You Were Here"

I be blastin' this def tune outta tha Nite Rida's sweet-ass factory-installed speakas a lot lately. Suckas always comin' up 2 me sayin', damn Dog, we thought you down wit' tha gangsta rap, not no Chicago VII. I say hell no, I gots mad hate foe that wack hip-hop shit. Hall N' Oatz, Neily D, that band that supply air: now that's tha mad slammin' shit, word dat. Tha H-Dog listens easy, always has, always will.

posted by mrflip in News at 06:15PM CST on May 01 [trackback] (2 comments total)