April 15, 2022
Yo homesfries, Happy Bombday! That’s right, your boi is 17 today! I’m trippin’ because it feels like only yesterday I was 16. But life is crazy like that, yo. It’s like, “Yo, Father Time, slow dat shit down, homes!” At this pace, I’m gonna be 18 in like a year or something.
But guess what, homies? I got some big news for you. This morning I was opening my presents and my Moms was all like, “Yo, Bomb, happy birthday and all but did you ever think about doing something for other people instead of just thinking about yourself all the time?” And I was like, “Moms, you are one whack old lady!”
But, it’s like they say, even a broken clock is right a few times a year. So, I started thinking, it is kind of selfish of me to keep so much of my Bombness to myself. So, in honor of my Bombday, I’m giving you all four minutes and forty-six seconds of pure Bomb bliss. That’s right, I’m gonna let you watch one of the classics from early in my film career.
Even though they’ve been begging me for years, I told Apple TV and Netflix and all them lamestream media companies they can’t have the rights to my work. So this is going directly from my vault to my fans. Happy Bombday, yo! How you like me now Moms!?
