Seeing we have some camera situations, Davey Rogers is doing some updates...
Since we got the crew cab, we let paul pierce come along to werk.
Paul Pierce yo.
He's like our magic 8 ball, nods yes or shakes his head no to our questions, he knows everything.
Serious office werk. Check my party chin-whoa-gotta cut back on the coldies.
These are on Chip's lawn, he's a psychotic high end mechanic. He suspended us for a while, but just took us back. If you happen to f up a little he might rip yer head off and shit down yer throat.
Were thinkin it looks epic, but he'll bust our balls before he under pays us. He's bro though.
Imagine bein a rich folk and you come home and you got this sleazzy heavy metal type in yer yard makin tons of noise. I guess bein rich ain't all it's cracked up to be, cus I'm stuck with this dude too.
good shit!
So Pro.
We were sorta wondering why Skip keeps slices of pizza in his doorway on the ground...use yer imagination,i guess.
Nuthin really funny bout them hedges.
Mondays are sorta rent-a-bro status where we do weird shwag werk.
We thought we were killin it......but not really.........
Ain't werkin till yer bleedin
You know when yer sorta bummed,but then you drive by some poor bastards bustin ass,then yer like,well, I guess I ain't got it so bad after all.
Well,were those dudes.
It could be alot worse.
Finished, only I'm sorta thinkin the whole time that he's probably payin us as more to stack the wood than he paid for the actual wood. Oh well, sorry dude,lotta fricken wood.
Then I followed Weibs to his girl's werk, cus I'm not only a boss, but also a fan.