|So Much Shit To Do, Not Enough Hours In A Mother Fuckin Dizay
||[Feb. 6th, 2012|02:07 pm]
Buisness hours are fucking faggot. Fuck any bitch in a suit and a tie. No respect from me. I like my people dirty.
Dirty, dirty, everyday motherfuckers.
That's my type of niggah.
I want to see stains, I want to see beat up shoes.
Real people shit.
Anyway, I don;t know what my final January Miles is? Or did I already calculate that? I'll get back to it.
New PC so I can keep up on my shit, unlike the last couple months of my life.
February makes a ride with my brother to the bank. Superbowl took a ride to my friends and then back. This morning I took the bicycle to work and back.
Talley that for your ass....