There comes a time in every man's life... When you think that you look like this,















and in reality you look like this...















but, in your head you are serpico and ready to right the wrongs of the world, and you look as cool as shit just like this...
















but in reality you look exactly like this, when you try to do the righteous man, and end up looking more like a Village Person , and you think...

Jesus, I look just like my father. Oh apple why don't you fall father from the tree. And you think, I'm going to take on all the corruption in the world. And then you think, was Serpico a much better movie when it was Training Day, because Ethan Hawke was much less ethnic and that Denzel was badder than old king kong and meaner than a junk yard dog? Oh My God, I've turned into my parents and it wasn't just seeing myself in the moustache that triggered it.

It was the sunglasses.

I didn't even mention how the spirit of John Holmes was chasing me to show me the true spirit of Christmas or how History will prove me correct, or how I just shouldn't drink with other boys.

but that will have to wait until the morning  ¶ 3:41 AM