Fuck yeah, ballin’ on the front lawn in full blown scuba gear. What?

Tuesday Bryci and I went to see Chronicle. We got there a little late and the fucker was packed so we went home instead, relaxed with some red wine and hung out all night enjoying each other’s company. Man, I gotta tell you.. it’s amazing to have someone in my life that gets me like she does. She can say things, and it’s like she was tappin into my thoughts or something. Sometimes she’ll start with something and I just sit listening, dumbfounded because she is basically saying what i am thinking, almost thought for thought. Damn I love this woman.

Like, this one time we were collecting squirrels so we could make jackets, she totally knew to leave the babies alone and just take the Mommies. That right there is knowledge, son. You don’t just fluke into it, you either have it or you don’t.

Come on kids, I was fucking with ya. Testing to see if you’re reading, skimming or still in muthafuckin AWE of the supreme matchin’ swim trunks seen above.

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta.

I hope your hump day rocks as much as mine will. I just got fresh ink so I need to heal. Don’t hate, procreate.