a lot of shit. we'll get to that later. but first, and more importantly, i have to rant about some of my co-ballers. or should i say faux-ballers!!!!
this white kid kept checking himself out on the way to the game, he even had a matching fluorescent green earring, like he used to be a stoner hippie and conveniently had the tribal spaced out barf lobe. anyway, congratulations you are wearing a huge hoodie during summer, what a fucking baller you are, you must know jay-z personally, right? i can so totally tell.
this is you: but mom i can't go back to school if i don't have at least 5 different graphic disney-like FUN printed hoodies to cycle through my wardrobe with, and like five, no, TEN, 180 degree brimmed baseball hats with whatever team logo, A's NYY's who cares! i don't even like baseball. YES I NEEEEED THEM! DON'T EMBARRASS ME!
you gave birth to a baller. yes, mom. i'm sorry, but that's what you did.
and so on.
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