Costco

Derp, the Caucasian Azn is sad today, for about 2 weeks he's been drawing a blank on what to write about daily and practically my daily posts are just ramblings. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have a slam rap about McDonalds (the kid not the crappy food place) So I'm going to talk about Costco, a place where I get almost all of my stuff from. Especially since I have an upcoming party mmmm; dip, cinnamon apples, chicken wings, hotdogs, etc. But what I hate is I can't go in by myself and buy all the food, I need my dad or mom to come with me or else they don't let me pay at the cash. And my dad can't get it through his thick fucking skull and always tells me to try and get through without him. Well obviously I don't look like a scrawny, beat-up, old geezer. Also I don't  look even close to 50 or much less 18 which I'd need to be to even have a credit card. My dad just pisses me off like that. But what annoys me the most is the lack of decision that you can make in with the butcher(you don't see him but the meat that they put out). Like I love steak, but they don't have the ones I want. Oh well, gonna work on a rap, going to be hard due to me being a good freestyler, but I don't write it down and when I freestyle I forget most of everything I just said, right after it.