Well, I am safely back in Germany. Two weeks is a good vacation, but too long to go back home. Seriously, every time I go home to LA, I like it less and less.
For those few of us who were actually born and raised there, certain places just carry too many memories that I would prefer not to remember.
I fucking hate Hermosa Beach because of the people and the time I spent there trying to win over a girl when I was a younger man.
The traffic fucking sucks. I hit more red lights going from my house to 7-11 than I do driving to France from my home in Germany.
Moreover, I don't want to be one of those types who was born, raised, lived, and died in the same city. Maybe LA is just the city I hate to love.
On the plus side, I got yelled at at the Long Beach Aquarium because I told my 3-year-old nephew that they fed babies to the sharks. The child listens to nothing I say, but he rememebered that. We were at the petting station and I was holding him in my right arm whilst bending forward to pet a shark. Visualize and you can see that he's now over the water, though I got a good hold on him. Anyway, he starts flopping around like a trout outta water and I end up hitting my 44oz uncovered coke into the water. I'm sorry, teh water.
Now, I distinctly remember saying "Oops!" but still I got a lecture about poisoning the animals and conservation and I should've known better and blah, blah, blah. It was a fucking accident! Like those millions of kids sticking their plague-infested hands are helping. The worst part was the lady who lectured me was wearing a headset wired to a PA system because she was talking about the animals to the kids. So basically everyone knew what I had done. Fucking bitch! If I wasn't such a gentleman, I would've punched her in the vagina and shoved her in the water.
I miss Bumpy already.
For those few of us who were actually born and raised there, certain places just carry too many memories that I would prefer not to remember.
I fucking hate Hermosa Beach because of the people and the time I spent there trying to win over a girl when I was a younger man.
The traffic fucking sucks. I hit more red lights going from my house to 7-11 than I do driving to France from my home in Germany.
Moreover, I don't want to be one of those types who was born, raised, lived, and died in the same city. Maybe LA is just the city I hate to love.
On the plus side, I got yelled at at the Long Beach Aquarium because I told my 3-year-old nephew that they fed babies to the sharks. The child listens to nothing I say, but he rememebered that. We were at the petting station and I was holding him in my right arm whilst bending forward to pet a shark. Visualize and you can see that he's now over the water, though I got a good hold on him. Anyway, he starts flopping around like a trout outta water and I end up hitting my 44oz uncovered coke into the water. I'm sorry, teh water.
Now, I distinctly remember saying "Oops!" but still I got a lecture about poisoning the animals and conservation and I should've known better and blah, blah, blah. It was a fucking accident! Like those millions of kids sticking their plague-infested hands are helping. The worst part was the lady who lectured me was wearing a headset wired to a PA system because she was talking about the animals to the kids. So basically everyone knew what I had done. Fucking bitch! If I wasn't such a gentleman, I would've punched her in the vagina and shoved her in the water.
I miss Bumpy already.
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damnit! i was hoping no one would notice the panties! you must have a gift for panty-hunting.
my grandpa was stationed on the german/czech border in the 60s. he loved germany.
ohhhhh man, speaking of which, youre probably a good person to ask - i have a friend from germany whose bday is coming up & i want to send her some candy (she loves american candy) but i dont want to ask her what kind cause itll ruin the surprise. so, what kinds of candy/sweet treats do they not have over there? any suggestions would be appreciated