The Theory of Funkativity

so me 'n Vintage-Fresh were chillin' the other day...

and I was like, "DAMN GURL. you need some new kicks."

(SO SHE GOT 'EM)

"...and some new grips..."

(GOT 'EM)

"...and some lubed shifts..."

(ummmm.....GOT 'EM)

basically, what happened was... Vintage-Fresh got psyched. an' we went in the shop. and i dropped her ass off. picked her up two days later. and she lookin' good now. 

we went around the block a few times...
made some discoveries...

LIKE: there's an alley that connects our street to the next street...

didn't know THAT ex'histed. no one did...