just an update on my Xciting lyf

dude, i was just totally jamming to my alterego, the Ocean (that's Billy, not Elijah), when this cream-blazered, IRA-investing, hair-product-using douchebag rolls up to me in his Fiero and smugly gestures me out of his lawnchair. yeah, like i was taking that. geared up, i punched the stop on my tapedeck, double-knotted my BKs (damn straight orange laces!) and jumped to my feet. saying "hey" and "yo yo", i sauntered up to Derek CEO and straight jacked him up in his grill. no... i really did... NO! i do not mean that i jacked him off at the Grille... i would never! whatever. i did not. the Grille's not even my style establishment! okay. fine. but a blossom's gotta get that sweet sweet crack... mmm... mancrack.