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HOLY FUCKIN SHIT! so i'm just doing what i do and
the next thing i know the idiots in my house have got the goddamn cops at my house!
dude,
i am djing in the room and the next thing i know i have the damn Hermosa Beach PD is in my damn face.
so here is the situation.
i am in my studio, mashing the new internext cds! three seconds later i am cheek deep into the barrel of this fucking cops glock.
so, i told the chicks in my house "thank you", "i really appreciate the extra attention, but i can really get in trouble with the local authorities on my own!
why the hell do i always end up at the end of the barrel of a gun. am i so dangerous?
a guy with 10,000 vinyl records is pretty dangerous i guess.
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