6:30am, bike 20 miles for a coffee and cigar, chill for a sec. Roll up joint, ject dat benz behind bush. On my way. Been doing this lately and loosin my little beer gut.
Plus I fixed my gay mountain bike, took off dem shitty brakes that where hittin the wheels, only one set of gears, took them other shits off, overinflate tires, bandana on the handlebars... shit moves.
Now Ima paint the spokes gold playa.