jump rope?

after a two week vacation i'm headed home. i'm sitting in the front seat of the rental and thinking...i'm not to happy to be going home. its not that i don't miss home... i really love my city. but it seems as soon i as got used to southern house bunny living i'm turning right around and going back to the 'go'... can't lie i should reach over and steal his grape blow pop sucker. i'm going to miss my huntsville boo... but i guess its time to go home...so my eyes are rolling listening to the cool kids mixtape gone fishing really feeling this jump rope...