i'll most likely kill you in the morning.

the sun isn't even out yet.
i'm up and at 'em, though,
preparing for the big action.
connecticut.
on the positive perspective half-full side of things,
i'll be exposed to a fattie boombattie blitzkrieg of brief bonding minutes,
small doses, ya'll,
like iocane powder, an' that.
your personal dread pirate roberts is prepared to plunder the thunder,
and battle-beast the holy hell outta weak-sauce waterbaby town.
dope pizza.
fancy soda.
boba tea.
falafels.
belated birthday dinner.
family.
hamden warrior hometown hoedown,
in mutha-uckin' flagrant foul flourishes.
true blargh, fool.
recognize.

we'll be in the nut-smeg state this afternoon,
ready to represent on holiday memory makin',
an' all that type of thing.

and when i'm saying 'as you wish',
what i'm really saying is:
i spit hot fire;
never quiet, never soft...
holiday time is here,
like richard dawson, my ninjas,
i'm hosting an all-star episode of family feud.
survey says?:
X X X, X(mas).