red lights. light signs.
mmm...my weekend?
Friday: ME-FE-KEISH.
STORY..........
as we woke up contently.
well sort of.
me. being the wake up callers.
we ended up in a little town in the early bright afternoon.
as we layed on the beach.
fidaddled with flat and risky inner-tubes.
drifted away our parsley and chives.
chatting and crisoning our emotions.
my backside is fucked.
im red. not anymore.
my cheeks are pail as a fudda-fugga.
a ride along the coast of this wonderous lake.
escaping was mutual.
we hit our way to some cheesequake. and hotdogs.
im messy.
our way home.
excellent.
jolly good ole' clean fun.
hopped up on this soo called drug.
coffee.
hipped me up all night.
paint. paint.paint that shit.
good good shnitful shtuff.
as we pondered to sleep.
the day came out to be greatful and relaxing.
curbs+red lights+stop signs=good clean fun...no injuries.
need i say more?
nope.
no more can be concluded.
SATURDAY.
then this sweet old boy.
picked me up in the bright of dawn.
as we jollyed our way the the pillow.
can you say. comfortable.
cause i sure in yell can!
this old boy is growing up.
i frolicked his open house the entire day.
until my lovely girlfriend revaged her way.
sleaking through the woods just to find his solitude house.
but.
she found it as well.
as we got back to my house.
we ate.walked.fireflys. sleep.
goodnight.
what may sunday bring us?
we'll see wont we!
Friday: ME-FE-KEISH.
STORY..........
as we woke up contently.
well sort of.
me. being the wake up callers.
we ended up in a little town in the early bright afternoon.
as we layed on the beach.
fidaddled with flat and risky inner-tubes.
drifted away our parsley and chives.
chatting and crisoning our emotions.
my backside is fucked.
im red. not anymore.
my cheeks are pail as a fudda-fugga.
a ride along the coast of this wonderous lake.
escaping was mutual.
we hit our way to some cheesequake. and hotdogs.
im messy.
our way home.
excellent.
jolly good ole' clean fun.
hopped up on this soo called drug.
coffee.
hipped me up all night.
paint. paint.paint that shit.
good good shnitful shtuff.
as we pondered to sleep.
the day came out to be greatful and relaxing.
curbs+red lights+stop signs=good clean fun...no injuries.
need i say more?
nope.
no more can be concluded.
SATURDAY.
then this sweet old boy.
picked me up in the bright of dawn.
as we jollyed our way the the pillow.
can you say. comfortable.
cause i sure in yell can!
this old boy is growing up.
i frolicked his open house the entire day.
until my lovely girlfriend revaged her way.
sleaking through the woods just to find his solitude house.
but.
she found it as well.
as we got back to my house.
we ate.walked.fireflys. sleep.
goodnight.
what may sunday bring us?
we'll see wont we!