WHAT.

neighbors,
y'ever see a couple of really cool fellas,
just hanging out in their kitchen in the morning,
enjoying each others' company?
well,
would you like to?
ok.
check the teleport:

hey!
what?
well,
maybe i AM wearing a pair of boxer briefs as a hat,
in the tradition of some old egyptian jauns,
or maybe like an old-school pizzeria guy-
SO?
i'm on some fashion-savvy sh!t,
and so is crabtree.
he likes it,
so i don't see why you wouldn't.
after all,
he's on the cutting edge of what's dope,
provided your interpretation of what's dope is more like
'what valuables are available to chew into oblivion the very
first second i'm not getting your complete and undivided attention'.
yeah.
like i said- dope.
ANYway,
me and my beady-eyed best buddy are very busy every morning,
doing important things together.
i just thought that maybe, mixed in amongst all the tales
about all the treats,
you might wanna take a little look at who it is doing all of this,
with some behind the scenes sensitivity and sh!t.
right.
.....hope you liked it.
it'll prob'ly be a minute before it happens again,
also,
if you don't love your dog enough to put underpants on your head
and chase him around yelling nonsense in foreign languages,
rehome him to someone who will.
real talk.
this is the woodsly goodness,
this is what's really going on,
this is it,
and that's that;
never quiet, never soft.....