CREEP STREET™ $PIDER $TOMPERS! FUCK WHAT YA HEARD!!

First off it's been officially 1 year since Chip left us at puma. Let's give a round of applause to the newset member of the Adio design team. But you still can't come back to Puma.

GET READY FOR THE SPRING 08 TEASER!!

This is all we eat these days...

This is all we rock these days...

Aiight so here's the lowdown. I'll give you the good news, the not so good news, and the fuckin horrible news.

GOODS NEWS

I am back on the east coast after a long week in the city if sin. But before I go into all that shit - here's some things worth knowing. Apparently there is a great television program on G4 (for all of you chaps who have the luxury of cable, cmon ya'll it's fuckin 2007 - save the 40 bucks from a wack t-shirt and spend it on digital madness) - it's called NINJA WARRIOR. Dem Japanese niggaz is very surrious these days.

I wasn't lying when I said I was fucking serious. What you know about HUMAN TETRIS?!! Hey if you're bored right?

NOT SO GOOD NEWS
Well Vegas was quite the trip. For all of you who don't know what the MAGIC tradeshow is, google it or something. I strongly encourage everybody to go at least once. For all you streetwear cats it's pretty much nothing new - lotsa flashy hypebeasters, couple fshion heads, booty girls, designers, and a few a and b-list celebs in the hizzouse. And the parties are dope if you're in the industry and you get to connect and reconnect with all them other cats doing theyre thing. Oh yea, and you're in Vegas, so ou got to be dumb nuts if you find nothing to do. Minus all that it's kinda fucking gay. Why do I say that? Well it's sort of a high school staredown contest. I don't find 500 males in one place checking each other out quite entertaining as much as i used to. But hey, that's the streetwear scene for ya. So here goes...

MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!!

I tried to Creep Street wife da chick...

On top of that, a lot of unneccessary bullshit drama went down that week as well. I'm not going into it, but I'mma just leave it like this: It's time to man up and leave all the childish bullshit out. We got mad paper to make. BUT I will end this on a good note: Chip-set finally took me to Pacific beach and the chillout kinda balanced out a hectic week. And him and his roomate copped this badboy.

fucking ill. what's next? "RISE FROM YOUR GRAVE!!!"

FUCKIN HORRIBLE NEWS

Well, I red-eyed it back to the bean on saturday night. Ironically I sit next to a girl who happens to live in the same fucking apartment building as me. WOW. so I get to split a cab and I'm like shit a good start for the labor day weekend.

And then I get home.

To discover my apartment got broken into. I'm not going to get into details, but like everyone in this world who DOES NOT own renter's insurance - life starts to blow riiiiight aboooouuuttt now. Laptop gone. umm digital SLR umm gone. ipod umm gone. and a pair of pumas. Oh yea, and a bookbag he was kind enough to empty out neatly to put the stuff in.

What a guy. fucking cock.

And out of all the fuckin pairs a all magenta RS-100. Mind you I was never gonna wear it, but check it, if you ever see a muthafucka with these shoes on punch him in the fucking face. Not so much that he potentially stole but more the fact that he's wearing a fucking pair of 100% magenta puma's. FAG.

Put's your whole life in perspective, and makes me really clear on a lotta shit. But this just makes Creep Street that much better. Grand hustle homey. Ask about me.