vanity plates.

it's official.
i'm vain.
anybody surprised?
no?
nice.
i registered my car today.
and i got some fresh new big-business barbarian vanity license plates, too.
guess what they say.
no, really,
guess.
when the non-temporary ones get here,
i'll put up some pictures,
until then,
it's all guesswork on your part.

tomorrow,
my ace homeslice,
the cucch,
heads back to waterbaby central.
and then on to the rainbow state,
whoa,
take it easy cucch's ma,
not the mindstate,
the actual state,
as in:
hawaii, ya'll.
surfin' and volcanoes an' that.
of course,
as always,
he most certainly will be missed terribly.
aloha,
mutha-ucka.
word up.

so what's a measured and appropriate savage stormswept sincere sendoff consist of?
cinnamon buns and preposterous fiery fury.
when?
tonight.
how awesome?
all the way to eleven.
enough typing.
hangin' out needs to recommence.
get busy livin',
or get busy dyin'.
wu-TANG!! my ninjas,
never quiet, never soft....