Explosions
Hey spiralarm! Remember that one time when we were at Sebastians, and we were lighting off fireworks, and we put a motar in the wrong way down the launcher, not like a little piddly one, but one of those professional huge explodey type ones, and we were standing WAY too close, and as we started to run away, it was all like, *BBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!* and it just about knocked us down?
I'm gonna go do that in the bathroom in like ten minutes.
Dude. I got some crap raining on me courtesy of the Oklahoma DOL.
Apparently my licence is suspended. Even though I've never had a licence before, and I didn't commit a traffic crime. I wasn't arrested, the only charges were for parafanilia, and it was clearly mapped out for me how it was all gonna work. I did two weeks in their jail(had my 23rd birthday there!), laying asphalt, cleaning roads, trash truck, septic tanks, bullshit like that. Hung out with my lady, and ate TV dinners. And was released. All done! Huh. NOPE.
And I need this licence so fucking badly too!
The number the DMV gave me just gave me a recording with numbers for faxs. So I called the Roland, Okalahoma city hall, and asked for the dog catcher. They said he'd be back in the morning. I'm gonna call back today and talk to the dog catcher.
He should be able to straighten things out.
I need some rocket fuel up in this bitch. Fuel up, grab the nearest trailer, and throw it at the next car I see driving down Auburn way. While playing my guitar. And bangin' me ead'. jugga jigga wugga.
Damnit! Vallory needs to wake up so I can kick her ass.
ugh. later, fuckers.
I'm gonna go do that in the bathroom in like ten minutes.
Dude. I got some crap raining on me courtesy of the Oklahoma DOL.
Apparently my licence is suspended. Even though I've never had a licence before, and I didn't commit a traffic crime. I wasn't arrested, the only charges were for parafanilia, and it was clearly mapped out for me how it was all gonna work. I did two weeks in their jail(had my 23rd birthday there!), laying asphalt, cleaning roads, trash truck, septic tanks, bullshit like that. Hung out with my lady, and ate TV dinners. And was released. All done! Huh. NOPE.
And I need this licence so fucking badly too!
The number the DMV gave me just gave me a recording with numbers for faxs. So I called the Roland, Okalahoma city hall, and asked for the dog catcher. They said he'd be back in the morning. I'm gonna call back today and talk to the dog catcher.
He should be able to straighten things out.
I need some rocket fuel up in this bitch. Fuel up, grab the nearest trailer, and throw it at the next car I see driving down Auburn way. While playing my guitar. And bangin' me ead'. jugga jigga wugga.
Damnit! Vallory needs to wake up so I can kick her ass.
ugh. later, fuckers.