Practicing crying in the fetal, snowboarding cleverly, the alphabet in japanese sign language, blasting music...then mooning...old people, making fun of the chinese and koreans, Lifting weights w/ the boys...and william too, Singing non-chalantly, "keepin it gangsta in full", getting after it, pistol whipping and anything to do w/ whips in general, reading books...while maintaining a hard rep., whistling, running in circles on the ground, trying to be the only living example of the word "paradise", "keeping things sexual", sexually harrassing William "Camel Toe" Lee, poppin and lockin at family functions, hide-and-seek w/ my nephews and neices...and room-mate Steven, winning the special olympics, beating up small children and cross-eyed people, trying desperately to recollect the 2nd year of my life, figuring who was the first person to introduce me to the 'thug life', stunning people w/ my looks, practicing my death touch, on track to remembering all the words of Dodgeball starting w/ "Yes, you queerbait!", getting clowned by my ass-hole friends from nor-cal, talking shit to my ass-loving friends from so-cal, washing clothes on my abs, hitting on my friends moms and grandmas, pretending i'm santa claus and then breaking kids dreams, and just overall being a incredibly serious person.
RIP: Jerry Chen Uncle Eric Dad Grandpa
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