shema

I still can't believe that in a week, I'll actually become a 30 year old man. I guess my foot breaking last week, was mother nature giving me a heads up. "You ain't as young as spring time anymore, dude." Okay, mom. I get it. You didn't have to go all Gambino crime family on my body parts, to get your point across. I really hope that I can walk again, by the time January 12, rolls around. But I doubt it. But boot or no freaking, you people had better be ready, when that day comes. I know most of you don't live anywhere near me. But that shouldn't stop you, from celebrating the day of my birthday. And I do have an Amazon wishlist, that you are free to purchase the shit out of (still waiting on someone to purchase that generator, btw). Don't disappoint me, SG.