JP Creighton rising to shine on a rainy cloudy May Sunday;waiting for coffee, here.
Hey whatcha lookin' at, yo? Gidouda my face, bigga
22 months ago
(The following has been ‘adapted’ to suit a G (yo G!) rated audience, y’all):
U bedda gedouwda heah befo’ I shovez a stick up yo a$$, mudda’plunka.
