the snake, the rat, the cat, the dog; how you gonna see them if you livin in the fog?
Tonight I'm driving home from Daniel's house and I get a phone call that went something like this:
Me: Hello?
Chris: Hey, where are you?
Me: I'm driving home. Why, what happened?
Chris: Are you drunk?
Me: No. What's going on?
Chris: There is a DT by the house. I'm not Dad you can tell me if you've been drinking.
Me: (laughs) No, I haven't been drinking. Is everything ok, though? Did he stop you?
Chris: Hell no he didn't stop me! No fucking cop is going to pull me over. No fucking pig is going to do anything to me!....Well, I'm in the Acura in front of the house. Come to the car when you get here.
So I get home and Chris, Jessica, and some kid I met today Ernie are in the car and they ask me to ride with them. I respond with an "Oh, I have to wake up early and therefore want to go to sleep." They insist on me joining them. With enough persuasion, I stepped into the car and drove to the abandoned insane asylum on krome.
WE LISTENED TO DAMIAN BY DMX THE WHOLE RIDE THERE!!!
We had mad fun. Jessica and I were holding on to each other because it was cold as fuck and because every little thing would freak her out. It was quite funny to watch. The actual building isn't that scary becasue its colorfully decorated with a million tags, but the environment was pretty scary. Chris kept screaming out for the dead people to come out and greet us. He also kept saying "Wow, imagine we see a cadaver!" which got a rise out of Jessica over and over again. Our light started to dim and that's when we started hearing some WEIRD AS FUCK noises. That was my cue.
That place is so weird. The way it is organized and the things in it. There is a room with belts hanging from the ceiling. What the fuck that could have possibly been used for is beyond me.
The end. I just needed to remember tonight. My brother is funny when he's drunk.
Me: Hello?
Chris: Hey, where are you?
Me: I'm driving home. Why, what happened?
Chris: Are you drunk?
Me: No. What's going on?
Chris: There is a DT by the house. I'm not Dad you can tell me if you've been drinking.
Me: (laughs) No, I haven't been drinking. Is everything ok, though? Did he stop you?
Chris: Hell no he didn't stop me! No fucking cop is going to pull me over. No fucking pig is going to do anything to me!....Well, I'm in the Acura in front of the house. Come to the car when you get here.
So I get home and Chris, Jessica, and some kid I met today Ernie are in the car and they ask me to ride with them. I respond with an "Oh, I have to wake up early and therefore want to go to sleep." They insist on me joining them. With enough persuasion, I stepped into the car and drove to the abandoned insane asylum on krome.
WE LISTENED TO DAMIAN BY DMX THE WHOLE RIDE THERE!!!
We had mad fun. Jessica and I were holding on to each other because it was cold as fuck and because every little thing would freak her out. It was quite funny to watch. The actual building isn't that scary becasue its colorfully decorated with a million tags, but the environment was pretty scary. Chris kept screaming out for the dead people to come out and greet us. He also kept saying "Wow, imagine we see a cadaver!" which got a rise out of Jessica over and over again. Our light started to dim and that's when we started hearing some WEIRD AS FUCK noises. That was my cue.
That place is so weird. The way it is organized and the things in it. There is a room with belts hanging from the ceiling. What the fuck that could have possibly been used for is beyond me.
The end. I just needed to remember tonight. My brother is funny when he's drunk.