of annoyances, backhands, planes, and the loss of my rights.
Kevin Marshall has outdone himself.
In other news, I got into a car accident today. No one died, though one lady did an annoying job of pretending to be hurt. I don't want to talk about it too much as it just makes me upset, but let's just say that I told a bitch that she ain't getting a dolla outta me. (...cause I'm a motherfucking .........) For those of you counting at home, this is about the 4th person I've come close to outright backhanding this week, fo rizzle.
In less than 48 hours I shall be traveling by plane to the glorious city of Baltimore (Kyle tells me the slang is B-More) and ultimately to Beltsville, Maryland to see the one, the only, the Cole. Here too, I shall probably smack people.
Which brings me to my next point.
I like to fly on planes. I like to to drink beverages. Does anyone else remember a time when I was allowed to do both...at once?! In good old America, land of the restricted and rather cowardly, I can't bring my water onto a plane. I can't bring my Starbucks onto a plane. I can't bring my deodorant or toothpaste on a plane (sorry Bryan...sharing is caring though right?!).
Which brings me to my final point.
On September 15th, I will be here.
P.S. Harry Potter wtf?!?!?!