fuck.
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck FUCK.
If you can't grasp it by now, yes, I am pretty annoyed at this particular instant.
So I took the trip to Florida, and so far it hasn't been going so well. In fact, it's giving me far more of a headache than I though a vacation should supply.
The first major annoyance is my cousin, the person I'm here to see. He's...dim, to put it bluntly. And the sheer amount of pot he smokes certainly doesn't help matters much. Now, don't get me wrong, some people can smoke the reefer every day and not allow it to affect their daily lives. My cousin is not one of those people. He talks excessively s....l...o...w... and forgets things quickly. The two traits I hate most in human beings.
Tonight is the capper so far. I con him into heading out to a goth club just as I said I would, and I'm having a good time. I'm actually talking to folks, flirting with girls, that kind of thing. Now, this whole time I'm remaining mostly sober to keep an eye on my cousin. This proves to be one of the better ideas I've had.
He eventually wanders over, and in his drunken haze exclaims to the girl I'm chatting up "WOW! I LIKE THAT DRESH! I CAN SEE YER WHOLE TITTY!" Smooth, I know. I could feel my pants about to melt off. I figure now is probably the best time to cut out and do so, drunken cousin in tow. I'm looking for a payphone to call a cab, when he sees a hip-hop club. In standard drunkard fashion, he declares that he IS GOING INSIDE THAT CLUB, AND NOBODY BETTER STOP ME! Taking his advice, I don't stop him. He enters and continues drinking.
I'm sure you can all imagine where this story goes.
So here I am, making sure the dumbshit doesn't choke on his own vomit after myself and the cabbie had to carry him up a flight of stairs and dump him into his bed. Damn this sucks.
Well, my soup's done, so I'll cut this short.
florida sucks.
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck FUCK.
If you can't grasp it by now, yes, I am pretty annoyed at this particular instant.
So I took the trip to Florida, and so far it hasn't been going so well. In fact, it's giving me far more of a headache than I though a vacation should supply.
The first major annoyance is my cousin, the person I'm here to see. He's...dim, to put it bluntly. And the sheer amount of pot he smokes certainly doesn't help matters much. Now, don't get me wrong, some people can smoke the reefer every day and not allow it to affect their daily lives. My cousin is not one of those people. He talks excessively s....l...o...w... and forgets things quickly. The two traits I hate most in human beings.
Tonight is the capper so far. I con him into heading out to a goth club just as I said I would, and I'm having a good time. I'm actually talking to folks, flirting with girls, that kind of thing. Now, this whole time I'm remaining mostly sober to keep an eye on my cousin. This proves to be one of the better ideas I've had.
He eventually wanders over, and in his drunken haze exclaims to the girl I'm chatting up "WOW! I LIKE THAT DRESH! I CAN SEE YER WHOLE TITTY!" Smooth, I know. I could feel my pants about to melt off. I figure now is probably the best time to cut out and do so, drunken cousin in tow. I'm looking for a payphone to call a cab, when he sees a hip-hop club. In standard drunkard fashion, he declares that he IS GOING INSIDE THAT CLUB, AND NOBODY BETTER STOP ME! Taking his advice, I don't stop him. He enters and continues drinking.
I'm sure you can all imagine where this story goes.
So here I am, making sure the dumbshit doesn't choke on his own vomit after myself and the cabbie had to carry him up a flight of stairs and dump him into his bed. Damn this sucks.
Well, my soup's done, so I'll cut this short.
florida sucks.
wahine:
i could have told you that before you ever went there..... i hate florida! i went there once and never wanted to go back!