the collisium

i ended up falling asleep after 2 crap crossants at around 10am-2pm. got woken up by the folks and hit the streets. we forgot that map which made the walk brisker as we searched for the collisium and all the dead homies that fought in it. the ruins were amazing and hella old. i can't really describe it other then being...hella old and beautiful. where's the thesaurus when you need it?. the collisium was way different then i imagined. the majority of it was decayed having been built in half way thru AD, and the seats were vanished. we took pictures and i looked at women while fantasizing about hollering. guess the blonde haired crackers get no love out here. can't pull the myspace card in rome. but i plan on learning some phrases and letting the "i'm a white rapper" card get me some euro's. snaped some pics with the folks, looked at the graf and headed to the butcher shop with mom dukes. veil, whole sickly chickens, albino meet patties. this place was great. the butcher made love to that dead carcus with his knife and it made me want to be a butcher. you know how many females you could pull at a butcher shop? it's on!. my mom butchered her way into ordering 3 chickens, he chopped them bitches up and we were back to the homestead for a home cooked meal. thank god. bread and butter baby!. i didn't eat enough, and that's probably why i woke up at 4am after going to bed at 12. i've been on the internet and eating salami and crackers for the last 3 hours surfing. the fam should be up in a couple hours and we're off to florence.