Stupid Odem. He still won't leave me be with my vibro monkeys and he's not even sheriff anymore.
Louis was just about to tell me about fat black mammies too.
A few centuries have lapsed since then, though I've probably lost count since most of the time I just kept a chunk of bliss strapped to my crotch. The future is now!! Yeah, sure.
The ice cream men of this era really creep me out.
Back to Odem though. He must be compensating for his lack of authority in this day and age by picking on ME, the remnant of his glory days. It's kind of depressing.
I think, out of spite, I'll give him an ice cream man in a box for his birthday.
