so i couldn’t sleep saturday nite, toss and turn still drunk type shit and this time instead of rehashing i should have stabbed her moments, i put together some material, comedy gold, if you will. i plan to do stand-up of sorts and it will SLAY.
my fist thing will be to talk about spiders and i will be like HEY SPIDERS WHAT’S THE DEEEEAL!? PS. I’M TOTALLY FUCKING AFRAID OF YOU THANKS.
see? gold!
a good three minutes will be given to the making fun of arts&crafts musicians and it will be at THE DRAKE NO LESS, career suicide? brilliant. it’d be like me being that jewish pianist guy hiding out on the german’s side of the wall, RIGHT UNDER THEIR FUCKING NOSES FULLY INTERRUPT IF YOU KNOW A BETTER ‘DIS.
it’s ok even i don’t know what i’m saying anymore.
