This morning I woke up around 11 am. I brushed my tooths, washed my face with cold water and blinked my eyes a few times to get the nightdirt out. Then I went downstairs. There are two downstairs, but I only went one. On this particular floor is the toilet. The toilet I paid a visit. Just a little message I had for the toilet. A little yellow message. In a liquid form. To be continued.
But Snoop, the second chapter involves him masturbating to pics of Oprah Winfrey and Paul Newman. You sure you want to see that, man? I mean, I'm a member of the book club, so it doesn't bother me, but...
How about I just drop a duece on it instead? Then it would be blessed like george bush. I pray to him every night, all day, all long.