tomorrow is back to the tatoo shop, to hang out while my cousin gets done-up. he is getting some kind of violent bloody viking/lion murder scene. it should be dope as all izzle. and i want to talk to homie about my left arm. it looks soo.... un-tattooed. that will change.
gatorade orange flavor for life. Both 7-11 and sha-naynay are both "open allllll night, baby" if you know what i mean.
i just finsihed a double sign job last weekend, and here comes more double sign jobs. please don't let this gravy train end!
meanwhile back in the jungle... things are looking sweaty as the natives lower me into a boiling pot of water. when they said they were having me for dinner, i guess i didn't realize how literal these head hunters really are. serves me right.
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