I wanna start a B-Boy crew with mentally handicap children

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And people in wheel chairs. And old people too.

We’d wear tilted Toronto Blue Jays and Montreal Expos 80’s style mesh caps and oversized Mickey Mouse shirts and our respective McDonalds and Walmart uniforms.

When we get up on stage I’ll rip up on the mic, “Yo, we’re ILL... RETARDED (the words ill and retarded being accented and echoed by my crew)... so let’s get this motherfucking party STARTED”, while a bunch of mentally challenged kids clap and “flow” arhythmically to the jazzy beat.

The old people can beatbox and make funky tron voices with those throat-cancer-talkie-things. And the people in wheelchairs can spin around in circles on a cardboard box.