Spring break of old

Ah, spring break doesn't mean shit to me these days, except I'll be dabbling in SXSW for the first time to shoot some stuff from Austinist. Mainly, though, I feel a bit less than hip because, not only can I not keep track of the craziness about to happen in this town, I don't really feel like attending much of it.

My brother, however, is going skiing, and left this away message:

Awwwwwwwww, SHIT! SB-duece-k-trip-duece dun rolled up on these nigs, maaan dem boys in dat CO ain't gonna know what hit 'em when this 3rd coast crew comes down on deir mountain, bout to be a texas takeover, ya heard me? i don't think ya did, i'm talkin' bout dem snowmen from the south actually sittin in the snow, bringin' the pain, wreckin' all kinds o' shop an these mofo's bout to done get they asses blow'd up. bitches betta lock up their daughters, talkin' bout BLOW UP CITY, pop. 8=====D

How you lud dat?

Note to self: book ski trip for next March.