As I get older, I find myself getting more and more sentimental. Don’t get me wrong. I’m still a gangsta ass, bloggin’ ass, aggin. However, every once in a while the block of ice surrounding my heart thaws just enough for humanity to creep in.
All it took was a kindhearted person with a knack for viral videos, a losing lottery ticket, and a homeless man in for the surprise of his life to put a lump in my throat. Maybe I ain’t so tough after all. Who in the hell is cutting up those damn onions?