What happens when you are a sloth and you crave danger instead of just living a basic existence of eating leaves, pooping on the ground, and being slow AF?

You go full on slow gangsta and commit a crime spree that would make OJ proud.

Don’t believe me?


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For those of you that are keeping track of this sloth’s rap-sheet:

  1. Breaking and Entering
  2. Malicious Destruction Of Property
  3. Burglary
  4. Going Below The Speed Limit

Sloth, from someone who lives that sweet thug-life, I offer nothing but respect!

This is me before I go out at night to commit crimes and love ladies.  Word is bond.

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