So i just woke up, I went to class this morning, and passed my code test with a 95. I F'D THAT TEST IN THE A!
Then I came home for a nap, and slept right through math. Oh well.
I had the wildest dream, well 2 of them. Somehow in the first one I suddenly became bad with money, and I was being chased by the IRS. And no matter where I went, the old guy kept finding me. I'd park the truck at the bottom of the hill behind the some rednecks house, and he'd find me. CRAZY IRS. Then I decided that I was just going to blitz and go for it.
There was IRS cars chasing me, and IRS helicopter and everything... and they said all they wanted to do was talk, liars.
Then the other cars on the highway were cutting me off and trying to sideswipe me and take me out. Right before I died I woke up though.
The second dream was even more messed, maybe I tied into the IRS dream somehow I don't know. But somehow Jordan and Steve and a couple others and I had been adbucted by these aliens that resembled street sharks. They told us the generic line that they were going to blow up the world... no big deal. But for some unknown reason they were taking us around space, eating out at fancy restaurants and stuff, and I kept doing nice things for these aliens. Then one of them told me they wanted my volkswagon golf, which for some reason was inside the building in which we were eating, and that it was worth a fortune. I told him to fuck himself, and he got mad and killed another alien, then he was freaking out because he was gonna be in shit. I told him I'd take care of it AND give him the golf if he didn't blow up the earth, or kill us. Then my sister woke me up and asked my why I wasn't at school.
Ok, so now that everyone thinks I'm retarded for remembering my dreams so vividly....
I also got called in to work last night, because the stupid kid that doesn't like me because I'm better than him at everything called in sick. So I worked 4-10, my hands were ruined. I need to start working out again, I feel so out of shape once more.
SKAFEST IS SOON EVERYONE SHOULD COME, EVERYONE!
even if you don't like ska too much, other bands always filter in.
I forgot how good Stabbing Westward is. I'm really hungry, so I'm going to conclude this novel now.
Then I came home for a nap, and slept right through math. Oh well.
I had the wildest dream, well 2 of them. Somehow in the first one I suddenly became bad with money, and I was being chased by the IRS. And no matter where I went, the old guy kept finding me. I'd park the truck at the bottom of the hill behind the some rednecks house, and he'd find me. CRAZY IRS. Then I decided that I was just going to blitz and go for it.
There was IRS cars chasing me, and IRS helicopter and everything... and they said all they wanted to do was talk, liars.
Then the other cars on the highway were cutting me off and trying to sideswipe me and take me out. Right before I died I woke up though.
The second dream was even more messed, maybe I tied into the IRS dream somehow I don't know. But somehow Jordan and Steve and a couple others and I had been adbucted by these aliens that resembled street sharks. They told us the generic line that they were going to blow up the world... no big deal. But for some unknown reason they were taking us around space, eating out at fancy restaurants and stuff, and I kept doing nice things for these aliens. Then one of them told me they wanted my volkswagon golf, which for some reason was inside the building in which we were eating, and that it was worth a fortune. I told him to fuck himself, and he got mad and killed another alien, then he was freaking out because he was gonna be in shit. I told him I'd take care of it AND give him the golf if he didn't blow up the earth, or kill us. Then my sister woke me up and asked my why I wasn't at school.
Ok, so now that everyone thinks I'm retarded for remembering my dreams so vividly....
I also got called in to work last night, because the stupid kid that doesn't like me because I'm better than him at everything called in sick. So I worked 4-10, my hands were ruined. I need to start working out again, I feel so out of shape once more.
SKAFEST IS SOON EVERYONE SHOULD COME, EVERYONE!
even if you don't like ska too much, other bands always filter in.
I forgot how good Stabbing Westward is. I'm really hungry, so I'm going to conclude this novel now.
genetic_freeman:
Weren't the street sharks aliens on the show too? They just happen to look like sharks and know our english language and styles?
0rigin:
No way man, they were people injected with mutant shark DNA.