Prob was Penix is that you
Prob was Penix is that you didn’t give her five dollah sucky sucky boom-boom.
made: last night my wife had a photo gig at some film festival after party hosted at an ancient mansion in Downtown Miami. Naturally I “assisted” her. Live bands, two DJ’s a fuckload of peeps, Uncle Luke and MosDef were lounging. Met some cool people, got tipsy and interchanged hits of great herb with lots of “kewl” kids. The smell of good dope was everywhere, almost felt like I was in Cali… Until the po-po arrived.