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Sunday, December 23, 2007

Whuddup!!!!

It's the big WMW spittin' at you from P-town, the homestead. Just got home from spending 9 months in lockdown, and it's great to be on the outside. Just in time for Christmas. I don't have any New Years plans yet so let me know what's going down.


Here's my insanely proud papa, holding me for the first time. Dude needed a shower big time when I first met him, but he's cleaned up since.

Here's my Mama! Big ups to her for delivering my grande ass. You might notice that my head is typically cone-shaped but I've been told that's completely normal and my head is quite the nice spheroid now.

Awwwww.... aren't I sweet looking? Looks can be deceiving because I'm totally plotting your downfall in this picture. It's just a matter of time.

This is me doing my best Sid Vicious imitation. I wouldn't call him an idol exactly, he made some pretty poor decisions, so I guess I would categorize him as more of a muse.

That's it for now. All in all I'm pretty stoked to be like, born and stuff. Holla back. Lates.
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