so wanna know some bizzare/halarious shit... my car, that i picked up from being repaired four days ago died on the interstate yesterday and after being picked up, i sent a tow truck to come take it back to the place that i payed to fix the fucking thing. before the tow got there, within an hour, a semi fucking hit and ran my volvo and demolished it. HA! state troopers were called to the scene and are on the case. i got my liscence plate though! but i aint compaining... i ended up resolving the transprotation issue within 24 hours of the incident, itll be cool by sat. weird how shit works itself out like that once in a while.
its a fucking monsoon here. i really hate talking about the weather, its silly... unless its fucking insane like blizzards or monsoons or an immaculate day. tropical rain tornado storms is what theyre sayin on the news. i still had a nice day today though. matt n and i had an encounter with an incredibly sketchy, sloppy talking, hispanic wannabe gangster kid named ricky out side of his house... he was really nervous that his mom was gonna catch him in the act and kick him out again. the kid lives in the motel6 for weeks at a time, completely paid for with drug money. crazy shit. stories about that kid are always funny. i told two funny storys tonight... probably cause i just burned a bit of ricky's product.
nore more lame play by play shit, i need to learn to summarize. its late. my band of 2 years has its final show tomarrow night, which means we're getting smashed. peace.
its a fucking monsoon here. i really hate talking about the weather, its silly... unless its fucking insane like blizzards or monsoons or an immaculate day. tropical rain tornado storms is what theyre sayin on the news. i still had a nice day today though. matt n and i had an encounter with an incredibly sketchy, sloppy talking, hispanic wannabe gangster kid named ricky out side of his house... he was really nervous that his mom was gonna catch him in the act and kick him out again. the kid lives in the motel6 for weeks at a time, completely paid for with drug money. crazy shit. stories about that kid are always funny. i told two funny storys tonight... probably cause i just burned a bit of ricky's product.
nore more lame play by play shit, i need to learn to summarize. its late. my band of 2 years has its final show tomarrow night, which means we're getting smashed. peace.
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youre on point, kid.