1. Saturday, March 31, 2012

    xbi was all we hear you wanna go see the clippers 

    clippers tick tock they never stop.

    for a while they worked their way in your dreams to subtly influence

    never expecting that the mental jujitsu they taught you as a kid could be used against them

    to end dreams.

    but hell yeah i wanted their tickets to the clip show

    cp3 to blake

    lob city

    vip

    parking pass

    “no strings attached.”

    crazy thing about the clippers game is its crazy.

    a bombardment to your senses at every moment.

    if the game isnt run n gun slam dunking behind the back passing

    clippers last minute shot over jail breakers

    its cheerleaders and dancers and little kid dancers and half court contests

    commercials and djs and kiss cam

    and 10 year old boys taking off their shirts next to their proud mommas

    xbi section is where they serve you sushi at yr seat superfast

    so you dont miss the tshirts flying the kid ripping off all his jerseys

    the black dude dancing in his seat, the drum line banging on the court

    the old lady kissing her old man and then high fiving the kid infront of her

    xbi likes to poison the ginger.

    they slipped me a phone

    today i mailed back the ringer.