Throw yo hand in tha ayer, and waive it like ya just don't cayer!
I realize now that I am a damn fool for not having a camera with me at all times. I look out my window and what do I see? A one-armed-brotha looking back at me. Outside the window of my office there is a crew working on the feeder road, and guess who is directing traffic. That's right...the one-armed-brotha. I mean, what the fuck else is he going to do? There is something about his brown nub that makes me both happy and sick.