If you are a regular reader of TLO, you probably know that local rapper Zero and I have some beef. "Beef" is the term I use for people I've never met, who I write about, and then worry that they'll shoot me. The "Beef" stems from the time we made fun of one of his music videos:
Dear Mr. Zero. I don’t want to make fun of you. I like your music and wish you a long and successful career rapping and killing Crips, so please don’t shoot me with your great great grandfather’s Civil War era revolver. Seriously, that’s a sweet musket. When you commit a drive-by with that thing, do you have to drive around the block six times? Did you steal Senator Cockroft’s Civil War themed sidearm? Considering how attune you are to clothing and style, I would imagine that you wouldn’t go with mismatched revolvers. You seem more like a Glock man to me. Also, why did you get 405 tattooed on your stomach? That’s like the easiest part of a telephone number to remember. Before your next tattoo, make sure the artist checks to ensure that all the numbers or letters are the same size font.