video; UN: TripleJ

[kyley_b]

[The hair. Oh dear god, the hair. Kyle's recognizable mass of curls has been gelled within an inch of its life and sculpted into a wavy helmet. And where are his sleeves?!]

Yo Trench, what up what up, it's ya boy Kyley-B!

So's I need a little help here - anybody know a place in town where you can get some dope-ass ink? Because, you know, if you look up 'too much swag' in the dictionary, there'll be a great big picture of my face, and attitude like that deserves the best, you know what I'm sayin'?

Help a guy out here.

PEACE!

Comments

[kyley_b]

totally!

whoa they're magic?!
yeah, moms are forever.

[onerthes]

Not exactly magic, but more spiritual. Think of them like part of focusing? Yes, that's it. Focusing on my arts.

True enough. We will always have our mothers deep inside.

[Mind you, she had a shitty relationship with hers, but she wasn't going to question his.]

[kyley_b]

damn. that's pretty dope. all witchy and shit.

or outside, yellin at us.

[onerthes]

Hah, in fairness I haven't heard mine's voice in my life for a very long time. We lost touch some time before the war, though I know the tribe was doing well so she's fine.

But I do miss her voice from time to time. We will always love our mothers I think.

[kyley_b]

yeah. we always will.

[Every version of Kyle will, anyway.]

[onerthes]

Tell me more about her one of these days. I'd love to hear about her, though not on the text. Better things to do in person, if you ask me.

[kyley_b]

yo that's a deal. we'll hang soon!