Saturday, June 09, 2007
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About Me
- AJ
- Kansas City, Missouri, United States
- Husband, dad and lover of downtown happy hours. Fan of indie music and adventure. Good at writing, hoops, and taking flak.
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2 comments:
Define "diggy yo."
I'm not hip and up on all the latest lingo.
"Diggy yo" is a hoops phrase that evades clear definition. However, I can safely say that is conveys an inner awareness of hot skills, confidence, and NCAA Div. 1 potential.
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