I’ve been listening to Get Rich or Die Tryin’ all day long. This album always makes me feel like I’m 17 years old again, cruising around the south shore in my mother’s ‘98 Nissan Altima, thinking I was a total badass but really looking like this:
1. When you go to remove the scarf you’ve been wearing all morning (during a meeting) and shards of frosted sugar come pouring out from that donut you ate earlier.
And then proceeding to eat those shards of frosted sugar.