My life is a quagmire of discommodious complexion
Holy shit.
Friday was the weirdest day I’ve had all year. (ha, ha)
Spilled Snapple, Your Mom, and Le Bus
So I get to school, and it’s freezing outside. I meet Danny in the parking lot, only to find out that he and Margot finally “completely” broke up. Pretty shitty, but he’s taking it really damn well. (watch out female population of JSA, here comes Danny at congress!) So we had a much subdued period before the bell.
At lunch, someone knocks over my bag onto the floor, breaking the Snapple bottle inside, and doesn’t tell me, pissing me off a lot.
After school, Ross drive us to CPK, where he recounts his “awesome” your mom joke. Except it was possibly the most inappropriate, tasteless, evil your mom joke ever uttered. That’s right. Ross feels like an ass.
While leaving the Sharper Image after a good half-hour in the chairs, we are accosted by a bunch of black kids rolling through the Dub C in their silver Mercedes. “Hey, faggots! You guys are faggots! Fag! You fags!” They drive off, leaving us in their wake laughing hysterically. They totally ruined our street cred in the dub c. We got served.
While driving back to Josh’s house, we pass a huge tour bus parked on the side of the road (just past the Good Guys). This bus, as proclaimed by the huge three-foot letters on the side, is called Le Bus. This is possibly the most hilarious thing I have seen in my entire life. It’s a bus called Le Bus. Anyway, Ross talks to the guy to get a business card, but runs away laughing hysterically as soon as he gets it. Because its Le Bus. I was laughing about Le Bus for at least two hours. Le Bus in the Capitol, Le Bus in the Southwest, Le Bus in Salt Lake City, Le Bus in the Wilderness.
I don’t think anything really weird happened after Le Bus, but I also think Le Bus was the high point of my entire life so far.
Friday was the weirdest day I’ve had all year. (ha, ha)
Spilled Snapple, Your Mom, and Le Bus
So I get to school, and it’s freezing outside. I meet Danny in the parking lot, only to find out that he and Margot finally “completely” broke up. Pretty shitty, but he’s taking it really damn well. (watch out female population of JSA, here comes Danny at congress!) So we had a much subdued period before the bell.
At lunch, someone knocks over my bag onto the floor, breaking the Snapple bottle inside, and doesn’t tell me, pissing me off a lot.
After school, Ross drive us to CPK, where he recounts his “awesome” your mom joke. Except it was possibly the most inappropriate, tasteless, evil your mom joke ever uttered. That’s right. Ross feels like an ass.
While leaving the Sharper Image after a good half-hour in the chairs, we are accosted by a bunch of black kids rolling through the Dub C in their silver Mercedes. “Hey, faggots! You guys are faggots! Fag! You fags!” They drive off, leaving us in their wake laughing hysterically. They totally ruined our street cred in the dub c. We got served.
While driving back to Josh’s house, we pass a huge tour bus parked on the side of the road (just past the Good Guys). This bus, as proclaimed by the huge three-foot letters on the side, is called Le Bus. This is possibly the most hilarious thing I have seen in my entire life. It’s a bus called Le Bus. Anyway, Ross talks to the guy to get a business card, but runs away laughing hysterically as soon as he gets it. Because its Le Bus. I was laughing about Le Bus for at least two hours. Le Bus in the Capitol, Le Bus in the Southwest, Le Bus in Salt Lake City, Le Bus in the Wilderness.
I don’t think anything really weird happened after Le Bus, but I also think Le Bus was the high point of my entire life so far.