Today, Los Angeles, after almost a year and a half without one, I got a car. And not just any car; a white 2003 Ford Taurus – The roomy, family-style sedan all the rappers drive! This is a game-changer!
Faraway places, I can go to them. Impromptu dinners, I can eat them. Surprise appearances by Dave Chappelle at Chuckle Huts in Boontown, I can laugh at them. Ga-ga-ga-game-changer.
But none of that’s important. This is: Wherever you are now, I can get to you. It used to be you could hollar all sorts of BULLSHIT and as long as you were outside a fat man’s walking radius you were safe from recompense. No more, shit-talker. You can get got. That’s right, $$$, I got wheels now. Game-changer!
No lie, the game is changed. Is your booty calling? I’ll answer. Extra sandwich? Be right over! Need a designated driver? Hey, who’s got a number for a taxi? C’mon y’all, some games are unchangeable.
My name is Ben and I drink and blog and drive.