OK I admit it, I don't really know Biggie Smalls, I know he was also known as The Notorious B.I.G, I know he was a rap artist, I know he was murdered. I don't really know his music, as, with the exception of my "boyfriend" Grieves, I don't know much about rap music at all.
So why do I love Biggie? Yesterday I came home from work and walked into a spotless home. Dusted, vacuumed, garbage emptied, kitchen spotless. The cat's litter box had even been cleaned. I about fell over dead. Sarah must have spent the whole day cleaning. I don't think she's ever cleaned the cat box without me having to give her at least three stern reminders. What a delightful surprise to come home to.
I asked her what had come over her. Her answer? "Biggie Smalls". She turned on some Biggie Smalls music in the morning, and it gave her all this "energy", so she started cleaning, and he music kept her motivated, so she kept cleaning. So you go, Biggie Smalls! I love you! I may actually have to listen to one of his CD's someday
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That's great!
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