You know what I love doing? You know what makes me feel like a man these days? I walk into Best Buy, grab a set of Gibson Vintage Reissue Lights 10-46 (IMO 10, are not light, 9 are light) guitar strings and a cable. I want to stop everyone who looks modern and lame and go “you see this, tupac?…. That’s f****** rock n roll….”

Funny enough, as I’m walking out of the store I see an old guy walking in, he had to be 55-60, bald, shades on, one of those Giligan hate on (bucket hat?), and THICK as f*** told chains around his neck. I laughed to myself and thought “what the f*** happened to that guy?” but I get into my car, and say exactly that to my bro. Look over at the vehicle I assumed he got out of and he has the most sterotypical black woman I have ever seen walking around. Really black, dreads, overweight. I said to my bro “wait a minute… is that his woman? and laughed my a** off at that. Mid life crisis? Horrible taste. Hes older than me. That s*** should not be. He should be all rocker