But if you ask me, the
only thing that’s really that strange or insane is playing
NBA basketball in California.
You see, I have many logical explanations for my
actions lately. First of all, who on earth really wants to play
for the Kings anymore? Did you see how bad Chris Webber wanted out?
Now look at him! And that Peedrag guy still wants out. Oh well,
that’s not my problem. I have a career to worry about now.
I have been focusing on yoga a lot in these past
few weeks. What I really love about it is the stretching and shit
like that. When I have my legs pulled back behind my ears, there
really is a sense of satisfaction that comes over me. Sort of like
when I found the amulet on top of ol’ Widows Peak that me
and Quajulin hiked up and down.
But yoga isn’t the only thing I have started
up. Did you know that there are poor people outside? In fact, there’s
a ton of them. What I plan on doing is gathering them up and giving
them a free rap concert. The venue will be my very own arena, which
I hope will begin receiving public funding as soon as this November.
I don’t see why this can’t happen.