Dear dude who had a portrait of Drake shaved onto the back of his head,
Homeboy… I know that the line between right and wrong gets blurred in the name of fanaticism. I lived through *N Sync-gate 1998. But you really went there. You went there, took it around the corner, and got it pregnant.
Even the hopeful, good-spirited, don’t-treat-me-differently-just-because-I-was-paralyzed-by-a-bullet version of Drake can’t take you seriously.
By the by, I’m gonna go out on a limb and say there’s a strong possibility your barber actually carved the likeness of President Barack Obama onto your dome. So… just go with that. The truth is unspeakable.
