Yoostas

Poetic license has nothing to do with my intentional, at-will butchering of English, and I didn't yoosta get as much satisfaction from it as I do these days.

I yoosta have this Camaro...the two sports cars I yoosta have...The V-8 in my Jeep Renegade yoosta haul ass and shoot 60-foot roostertails on the snow-packed freeways when I yoosta live in Denver....


The models I yoosta date, and the other beautiful women with whom I yoosta have intimate relationships and whose sexploits are legend....


My buddies and I yoosta set this town on its ear, paint it red and double-coat it.


Well, life's little GPS [I hate that bitch] announced my arrival at Old Age, and cognition affirms it by the science of math, and the number of 'yoostas' in my written and oral conversations with you.

And myself.