Och aye tha noo muthafukas! Crazy Dave comin’ atcha wit’ tha phat vibes of Red Bull. Taste like tha ceiling in an abandoned dental practise. So las’ weekend we slide over Italian-style fo’ tha Monza G-ta-tha-P. All tha brothaz, they be chattin’ about Nando an’ Da Ham, but mad props fo’ ma man Jenny B cuz he stick in tha ten slot on tha grid. Yea. Crazy D, he jus’ lay back and watch from tha’ back. Fo’ sho’. Come tha’ light show it all happenin’, but Crazy D, he got bad shit goin’ on. I is in tha wall man. An’ lemme tell ya ladies, Tha D ain’t used ta goin’ off early, know wha’am sayin’. Yea. Fortunately, I was subsequently able to retire to my motor home to continue reading my excellent new autobiography, It Is What It Is, which is in all good bookshops now.
