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This is Mee, Mee, I'm Ozi.

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The machine, Jimmy saw you're who sitting down sitting down the designing Why every man never thinking? What are we gonna be wearing? Yo, I'm a Liverpool in C. You can't trust me. Big up the girls to take the party. Let's get down to crazy Jimmy. Big up myself in all the South The one and all you, the Turkish emcee. Always love the clothes of Jimmy Vaghy I'm your one I want to be Jimmy starts new celebrity We'll take you out To Jimmy Stars You'll get you. What's up everybody? Welcome to the Jimmy Star Show With Ron Russell Bringing you the good times In music, fashion, pop culture and and entertainment. We got a really fun show for you guys today. Anybody watching us on video, if you see all these little spots on my face, I had little skin cancers taken off and they haven't healed yet. I didn't cover them up. And Ron looks fabulous today. So we want to welcome you guys to the show. Let me introduce my cool, outrageous man about town coast. Mr. Ron Russell.

Hello, everybody.

Astro who's trying to get in.

I am again complaining. The winds have kicked up in the Coachella Valley, Palm Springs.

And when the winds kick up, the sand blows, Jimmy and I tore our bedroom apart. We moved the bed, the dresses,

the nightstands, everything, and we found two camels and three Arabs in the sand that was

underneath our bed. The sand, you cannot stop. It's in the air all the time, but it's very small.

It's like dust.

It's not sand as you see it because when the wind blows in the mountains, the sand spins around and it reduces itself to desert dust.

Desert dust kills me.

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