Da Lone Madarass.
Here's to friends we meet along the way, lose contact with for a little while, meet up with again, lose contact with, etc. etc. I met Olaf back in Belize in 1996, then again in 1998, and finally another time in 2004. He recently moved to Los Angeles, and he'll be shackin' up with the old Drakester until we find a place suitable for us two WILD AND CRAZY GUYS! It's really amazing how things work themselves out, and how you never know when you will run into a friend that you thought you wouldn't see for awhile..
5 Comments:
The laws of "meeting people" become obscured when you've got people with flighty feet, a bottle of rum up their ass, and a broken compass.
It'll be another 6 years till I see you, POS.
6:45 PM
is that a 15 year old Drake with a beer bottle?
I'm going to go ahead and assume your hoe train was off getting you a margarita and some fruit.
11:19 PM
Olaf, that lazy rass!
Any word on the launch of "Olaf Tours"?
4:11 PM
digs, seriously, i've never seen anyone sleep as much as this bwai..he da lone lazy madarass.
1:05 PM
6 years ..right, saki.
1:05 PM
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