unfiltered

You know who I wish was my friend as a kid? Busta Rhymes, circa-Leaders of the New School era. How cool would that be? Me and Busta, doing everything together like real bosom buddies. We would walk down the street chewing bubble gum and yelling about everything. "This strawberry bubblicious is wild!" "We should head over to Chuck E. Cheese and high-five those fuzzy robot mice...they do the craziest things." Even the most mundane activities of the day would be amplified: "Look at this, U.S. economic scholars disagree with Noam Chomsky's latest view of the newly-revised NAFTA agreement. Now that is just wild. Those fools be trippin if they think Noam ain't got that shit on lock."
We would play a lot of basketball and boggle, run down to our neighborhood corner-store for cheese popcorn and Cherikee Red at least once a day, and never have to listen to anyone. Everyone would want us on their team for release. Kids at school would ask me why I didn't go to school... "...because Busta can't fit in the chairs and anyways we're too busy changing the future of hip-hop." "What's hip-hop?" they would say. "Nevermind."
When my Mom would call us in after the street lights came on, we would lay on the living room floor, eating fishsticks and doritos while we watched the 3 Stooges.

Man, that would have been something.