Pimpin' Ain't Easy

This is me, Tron. I am huggin' on my Mom. I have a "birth mom" I am told, but she sent me away, and now I am here with Ma. She is so phat! This is the day we first met, se came home from the joint early, just to see me. My parents are young, and I have 7 siblings, all "exotic" parrots. In my line of work "exotic" usually costs more, that's what I tell people. Apparently its the same with birds. Man, are they loud! They are all in lil' jails til Ma dukes or Dad gets home, then it's like a riot! Straight out of Attica! I don't have a lil' jail, cause I don't chew on wood, it might hurt my gold toof. These kids are whack. They get all good food, they don't have to clean their cells, AND the can be unemployed and no one complains about it. How about them digs?

Dad works with music, and Ma cuts hair. She likes to knit a lot. They tried to teach me that, but I prefer my threadz to her homestyle. Sorry Ma, but it's true. I have been guarding Annie's socks. Ma sez this is a big deal, because Annie is a VIP around here, and Ma promised she'd give the socks back. Being that I am a supposed sock munkeh, I get guard duty. Things get lost in our house pretty easy if it isn't a bird, a munkeh, yarn, or a guitar.