LL Cool DJ
Yea, yea. You all want to see the bride. Or me making a fool of myself on the dance floor.
The life of the party was not I, was not any of my drunken relatives. It was DJ. I have no idea where he learned to get his groove on like that, but he chewed up the scenery on that dance floor like he was Lil' Johnny Travolta.
Comments
You know how he roll.
Posted by: Davezilla | June 8, 2003 07:10 PM
He is so cute. He ceratinly can cut it up...lol
Posted by: kat | June 8, 2003 07:24 PM
D.J. rocks!
Posted by: Kathy | June 8, 2003 08:23 PM
How cute! He's either gonna end up breaking all the ladies' hearts... or breaking all the men's hearts.
Posted by: Dave | June 9, 2003 08:01 AM
Ahem. When he grows up, of course.
Posted by: Dave | June 9, 2003 08:35 AM
Aw yeah.
*rapping * He's the kung-fu master meets the sumo wrestler / Got the beats on Long Island you can hear in Westchester;
What did you expect from a kid named DJ anyway? You just had to know he would have some moves!
Posted by: Ron C | June 9, 2003 09:16 AM
DJ makes the money, see,
DJ gets the honeys, she,...
Posted by: Keith | June 9, 2003 12:40 PM