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Architects get no Bling

Drug Dealer. That's where im headed now.

None of this architecture crap. After watching years of MTv, listening to Trump, reading this CNN article, then this CNN article, and finally all the advice from architects I know, I have finally figured it out: sell drugs. As 50 cent was telling me the other day, "Matt, yo dis design game ain't goin git you crunked. Git yo ass pushin, and yo rims'll shine." Or maybe it was something about my magic stick, I wasn't really paying attention to the words. Anyhow, now that my mind has opened up, money is all I need to be happy.

So, farewell to all of you in the architecture field. I am quitting and selling drugs. You can keep your beautiful sketches, your amazing forms, your thought out solutions to lifes problems, your wacky all-nighters, your incredible renderings, your habitable sculptures, your wonderous monuments, your eye catching designs, your righteous theories on life, your delicate models, your fun offices, your help in moving human kind forward, your t-squares and autocad, your all black outfits, your towering skyscrapers, your dynamic stadiums, and finally your respect as one of the top professions in the world. I'm now completely selfish, and enthralled with monitary things. Cause I am now a P.I.M.P. hhhwwwhaatttt hhhhoookkk, hhhyyyyaayyyy.

On second thought, I'd like my kids to remember me with something. Plus, I have no game and my car is white with a black hood.

posted by Anonymous @ 2:59 PM