Just got back from the grocery store. I hate that place. Does anyone else hate going there. Why is it when everyone goes into a grocery store they seem to turn into mindless zombies. Just wandering aimlessly, bouncing from one boundary to another. Like bumper cars with chimps driving them. Makes no sense.
But I found the cure.
The cure for what ails me. Time to take my medicine. Forget about the zombies.
Or I might just be an antisocial bastard that has to be fucked up to deal with them. Jury's still out.
Oops, time for another dose!
But I found the cure.

The cure for what ails me. Time to take my medicine. Forget about the zombies.
Or I might just be an antisocial bastard that has to be fucked up to deal with them. Jury's still out.
Oops, time for another dose!

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Pot, whiskey and a divorce. I have a closet full of one of those items...... curing in all of it's blueberry hydroponic goodness...... I'll smoke one for you. lol