Cinnamon, Queen of the Interwebz

morninggloria:

Someone to enter rooms before me, bouncing around and motioning for everyone to get on their feet.  “YO YO YO!  STAND UP!  GET UP ON YOUR FEET!  ANNOUNCING!  THE WORLD CHAMPION!  THE ILLEST!”  And then I’d come onstage wearing, I don’t know, boxers’ robes with the hood up and “THE BADDEST” bedazzled on the back, and there would be dramatic explosions and a really loud sound followed by silence.  And then the crowd would cheer and then the beat would drop and then I’d start rapping and everyone would go bananas.

Step one:  Learn to not suck at rapping.  Step two:  Make at least one friend.

 I would totally make you the robes, they would be very shiny