Gremlins growling. Amerigo electing amongst general grievances. (D) (R) (I). No (G)s.
“G” is a confusing letter to have to relate to for an internet post. My cellphone has 3 Gs, but fancier people’s have 4. Good AND gravy start with the letter “g”. I just returned from Hong Kong which has two totally awesome “g”s and is pretty much the coolest name for a city ever. How Nintendo slept on a Donkey Hong Kong franchise is beyond me. Snoop is always talking about G’s, both gangstas and thousand dollar denominations. I like Snoop. A fin-dawg-siècle hero.
Great. Gadzooks! Good. Gawrsh!
G is at the forefront of positivity. I could make elaborate connections about how I think this has to do with humanity’s fascination with gods, goddesses, and God (not those slutty Demigods), but I won’t. Cause it’s Saturday. And I already sort of declare Snoop Dogg the King. Or the Ggod.
Have a good weekend people.