Vienna waits for you
HELLO ALL LJ’ers.
THIS IS AN OFFICAL ENTRY!
Pretty much my whole friends list is in LONDON TOWN
Ok so Saturday I went to the market
And trot trot’d to lynn
Not really but I did go to the Rochester public market.
this was a pretty tight market. I got a coffee.
next to the coffee stand there was a little venue selling incense.
black people [not hippies] were selling the incense. Dillon, who lives richly with the colored folk, informed me that real black people don't use incense.
that's the truth.
*true dat.
i was loitering in the space next to the incense stand for awhile, it was the only spot where there weren't any people so I could stop and take a breathah.
i kept getting weird 'i'm gonna cut you' glances from our negro-hippie friends.
eventually they came and talked to us. the guy asked if we were from around here. i guess being the only whites can sometimes put you out of place. i said we all went to school at RIT. huuuh whataaT?!?! [he replies]. (ps- it was noisy). Jordan yells in his ear, "RIT".
IRT?! dats a good place, i know dat place.
[long awkward pause]
..so how's business?
good good. some good, ya know. it's got it’s moments.
yep, sure do.
[exit that guy]
so that was that. then I decided to look over the collection of incense. there were some cool ones, like watermelon and various fruities.
there was one that caught my eye. bright red incense sticks in a jar labeled, "Pussy".
Pussy.
I HAD to smell that shit. It was kinda weird though, walking up to a jar labeled pussy and taking a sniff, but i eventually did.
Their version of vagina odor didn't smell like P.U.S.S.Y. at all. It smelled exactly like the markers that smell like cherries.
I finished my smelling adventure
or so i thought!
[suspense + john williams]
next to la puss was a jar labeled SWEET PUSSY
DANG! Sweet pussy, lemme get a hit off that shit.
ohhh, sweet pussy. years i have waited to let thee taint my lungs with your sweet.... pussiness.
and naturally. it was lame, and smelled like the markers that smell like grape with a pinch of orange.
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in about a month it's summer. that's good.
i need to work to get $$$ so i can pimp my ride.
or just get a ride at all, that’d be sweet
y’all come home today.
I am going to see “Twelfth Night” tonight.
Tuesday was free ice cream from Ben and Jerry’s. I got two, vanille and café’.
Also……
.. ok that’s all.
<3
You are Rocky! Your name describes your cognitive
capacity. You're a bouncy, athletic idiot, and
there's a REASON you didn't inherit the
captain-of-the-team position from Jason.
Which Mighty Morphin' Power Ranger Are You?
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at least i'm not the green ranger. ;)
THIS IS AN OFFICAL ENTRY!
Pretty much my whole friends list is in LONDON TOWN
Ok so Saturday I went to the market
And trot trot’d to lynn
Not really but I did go to the Rochester public market.
this was a pretty tight market. I got a coffee.
next to the coffee stand there was a little venue selling incense.
black people [not hippies] were selling the incense. Dillon, who lives richly with the colored folk, informed me that real black people don't use incense.
that's the truth.
*true dat.
i was loitering in the space next to the incense stand for awhile, it was the only spot where there weren't any people so I could stop and take a breathah.
i kept getting weird 'i'm gonna cut you' glances from our negro-hippie friends.
eventually they came and talked to us. the guy asked if we were from around here. i guess being the only whites can sometimes put you out of place. i said we all went to school at RIT. huuuh whataaT?!?! [he replies]. (ps- it was noisy). Jordan yells in his ear, "RIT".
IRT?! dats a good place, i know dat place.
[long awkward pause]
..so how's business?
good good. some good, ya know. it's got it’s moments.
yep, sure do.
[exit that guy]
so that was that. then I decided to look over the collection of incense. there were some cool ones, like watermelon and various fruities.
there was one that caught my eye. bright red incense sticks in a jar labeled, "Pussy".
Pussy.
I HAD to smell that shit. It was kinda weird though, walking up to a jar labeled pussy and taking a sniff, but i eventually did.
Their version of vagina odor didn't smell like P.U.S.S.Y. at all. It smelled exactly like the markers that smell like cherries.
I finished my smelling adventure
or so i thought!
[suspense + john williams]
next to la puss was a jar labeled SWEET PUSSY
DANG! Sweet pussy, lemme get a hit off that shit.
ohhh, sweet pussy. years i have waited to let thee taint my lungs with your sweet.... pussiness.
and naturally. it was lame, and smelled like the markers that smell like grape with a pinch of orange.
------------
in about a month it's summer. that's good.
i need to work to get $$$ so i can pimp my ride.
or just get a ride at all, that’d be sweet
y’all come home today.
I am going to see “Twelfth Night” tonight.
Tuesday was free ice cream from Ben and Jerry’s. I got two, vanille and café’.
Also……
.. ok that’s all.
<3
You are Rocky! Your name describes your cognitive
capacity. You're a bouncy, athletic idiot, and
there's a REASON you didn't inherit the
captain-of-the-team position from Jason.
Which Mighty Morphin' Power Ranger Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
at least i'm not the green ranger. ;)