So this weekend when it was nice out, we went to the garden! We drove over there in this sweet new ‘Hummer,’ which looks freakin’ awesome and will ‘beat the shit’ out of ur Prius.
Here we are on Broadway (via empty storefronts and 99-cent stores): note how every1 ‘clears a path’ for us b/c they don’t want 2 ‘get the fuck run over.’
Here we are taking the corner hard. We were probs doing at least ‘ninety.’ (Dante had 2 take a ‘valium’ so he wouldn’t get sick — he’s kind of a ‘pussy.’)
Here’s Elektra in the ‘cockpit.’ Ha ha, look at all those ‘corner huggers’ playing dominos — sometimes wonder how they ‘make a living’ since they’re out there 24/7. Seems like a pretty ‘chill life’ — if we weren’t professional drivers (via NASCAR), might sit around all day and ‘shoot the shit,’ whistle at all the hot-lady asses, deal some Viagra and roll our eyes at the fggts who walk by with cat strollers.
