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Where's Shaggy?

So I woke up today with the weirdest question on my mind.

What the Hell ever happened to Shaggy?

You know, that funny-non-Jamaican-guy-who-raps-in-a-Jamaican-accent?

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It's not like he was a one-hit wonder. I can remember several songs from my early teens. Strangely, he just disappeared. Maybe people got sick of faux Jamaican pop music. Too bad, I really liked some of his songs, and besides, you never go Full Jamaican, for fear you'll never understand what is being said.

I have so much shit I should be doing today, but I doubt I'll get to any of it. I have no real responsibilities today (no class, no work), so I might just go outside and enjoy the nice weather (which, for Michigan, means 50 and sunny). I just bought , which, according to several sources I trust, is supposed to be one of those BestBooksEver that I somehow missed 10 years ago, when it came out.

So, screw all the stuff I'm supposed to do. I'd rather sit outside reading House Of Leaves, pretending it's the summer, Shaggy's fake Jamaican ass helping the mood.

Sounds like paradise, or as close as I can get. It is March in Michigan, after all.