My phone rang last night. It was my partner in crime Spaz.
Spaz: Hey! how are you doing?
Me: good!
Spaz: Do you hear that?
Me: (after a few moments of silence) No, what am I suppose to be hearing?
Spaz: That's the sound of the sands of time slipping through the hour glass.
You're getting OLD.
Just for the record, bitch turned 40 last month. So, she's really older than me.
She'd better not pass out next month when we share the hotel room. I just may have to do something evil to her and post it on the net.
MUH HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!
