I love pizza!

As a little duckling one could say I was a dinosaur at night. As much as I'd love to take that status, most call it snoring. Or aka sleep apnea.... Dun dun dun dun dun dunnnn (law and order theme music).

At one point I had done a sleep apnea test and was told I stop breathing 27 times a minute in my sleep. Maybe that's why no guy would ever sleep with me?!?!? ;)

So it was time to do what most would never take the plunge and do.... Reconstructive jaw surgery to correct my dinosaur actions. Don't worry, it was only about a $40,000 surgery, no biggie, grrrr!

Recovering process was the worst. Pain, no talking, uncomfortable, can't eat, can't get up, can't _______, you fill in the blank with your imagination. So after about a month of that nonsense, I decided it was time to go out on the town and show cuse what KRP was made of. Hopped up on all sorts of pain meds, my night went like this......

Sunglasses at night for the most part.
A lot of confusion with people not knowing who I was.
Me humping random street signs.
Scaring people with my creepy swollen face.
Balling up and shoving pizza in my mouth in between the wires.
Choking.
And all while my mouth was wired shut, writing down my thoughts on paper and not talking the whole night.

You may not even notice, but check out some partying pics below.... Just like Kanye West said.... "If you could feel how my face felt you would know how Ma$e felt"