marley marl and his platinum chains

Marley-the-ghost is finally over his month-long obsession with Halloween-foods, but now he's really into hip-hop. He freestyles constantly, which sucks, because since he can't talk, I have to get the Ouija board out and "spit his writtens" for him. It is cute to see him floating over a pair of Chuck Taylors like he is wearing them, but if I have to spell out "wikka-wikka" one more time, I'm going to pop a cap in his ass.