i'm so glad that i had a witness.
huh?
shawn hebrank will attest-
i've got that powerful sauce.
duders,
i guess when you gluttonously devour down as much
of the sweet sh!t, every single flippin' evening,
as your favorite worthy warrior poet does-
folks take notice.
the woodlsy goodness is aware of my predilection towards
overdoo-dooing a routine into absurdity,
and it likes that sh!t, son!!
after tuning up some hippie pizza last night,
after a whole entire afternoon of interactive hippie puppets,
just to effectively overdose on patchouli and pit-stains,
and to close out our full-blown hippie sunday like a
ghost circle ouroboros of ingestion and indigestion,
we decided to take it to eleven,
and get ourselves some tie-dyed b&j sorbet.
you know it, you like it, you are not shocked to hear it.
guess what, though, neighbors?
uh-huh.
i had a little surprise waiting for my anticipated arrival.
for really real, neighbors,
those ninjas know how to display their customer appreciation
like an expert virtuous viking panel of dessertly delights.
for serious.
my main man in the scoop shop pulled me aside,
and mentioned he'd had a little somethin' somethin' extra
underway, made especially for the hardest-style hero
of routine and righteously indignant activation.
...and they said being grossly inappropriate would
never ever get me anything or anywhere!
hope you're still reading,
because you wouldn't want to miss this hottness, kids.
check the sensational teleport:
let me shed a little light on it, my ninjas-
that's a sorbet cake, mutha-F*ers.
with sunovab!tchin' sprankles instead of frosting!!!!
that's gratitude and generosity in full effect,
that's real-time expertism from the future,
that's what the F* i'm talking about!!!
i am super grateful that my predisposition towards
sometimes,
you get one whole entire good day.
...and a free flippin' cake.
but then again,
there's also always today.
awwwwwwwwwww.
nobody leaves with the title, kids;
never quiet, never soft.....
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