Oh man what can I say about Mr. FLA. I think I'll have to start way back when I was a child. My mother put me on a raft from cuba to Florida. In hopes of a better future for me she wrapped me in a MOS DEF T-shirt, which I still wear occasionally. It was a bumpy ride and my life was always in danger, me being a child of the ghetto meant that I didn't know how to swim. The waves where crashing down hard on a cold winters night out in the sea, when my raft flipped over "AY DIOS MIO" I said. I had officially called it quits and started sinking down to the bottom of the ocean, when out of the pitch black sea came HUGO, swimming rapidly like aqua man he snatched me up from my grusome death and dropped me off sure. I thank you Hugo AKA Mr. tumba panti
Hugo's a grand artist and a stupendous
guy...hilarious, fun-loving, and (I
think) he has great eyebrows. He
taught me the meaning of the
phrase "todo es bueno." He did not,
however, teach me the spelling of it.
I guess he was just too hot
(caliente?) for the arctic suburbs of
Ohio...but a whole passal of pale,
chilled folks up north miss him.
Hugo rocks! We got soaked at Red
Rock West and enjoyed every minute
of it! With Hugo around it's
guaranteed entertainment. That's
why he needs to move back to NYC.
C'mon!
Testimonials and Comments for hugo
peace
guy...hilarious, fun-loving, and (I
think) he has great eyebrows. He
taught me the meaning of the
phrase "todo es bueno." He did not,
however, teach me the spelling of it.
I guess he was just too hot
(caliente?) for the arctic suburbs of
Ohio...but a whole passal of pale,
chilled folks up north miss him.
Rock West and enjoyed every minute
of it! With Hugo around it's
guaranteed entertainment. That's
why he needs to move back to NYC.
C'mon!
bueno, baby!