Man the fuck up!!!

[robotjesus]

My life gets more and more hilarious every minute. It's like an episode of mad about you...huh...huh...anyone? Paul Rieser? Any who, I went to a bar, who's name alludes me at the current time, with Matty Fatty to discuss life and assorted other pop culture issues that are affecting us in this computer age. We left at about 1:30 and I started my lovely commute back to Logan Square. Being partially drunk I pulled out, rather aggressively, as in aggressive spooning, in front of a car. About a minute later I realized that it was a cop car. I thought I would loose them with some cleaver driving techniques such as making right turns onto side streets. They were too smart for that. This cop followed me for a good six blocks before lighting me up like Travis Barry walking down the halls of DGS after lunch. As soon as the sirens turned on I realized two very crucial pieces of information. 1. I am twenty years old and had been drinking heavily on moment’s prior. 2. In an attempt to maintain the identity of Brian Wells, (my hypersexual roommate who's ID I use) I decided to leave my wallet with my real license and registration at home. As the young redheaded buck (cop) approached my front door he asked for this very license that I informed you were not located on my person at the time. He proceeded to ask me why I had temporary plates on my car that expired six months ago. The only answer I could come up with is the pure unadulterated truth that I am a lazy bitch. He told me that laziness was going to be ended once and for all. I though this mint that I was going to be the cops indentured servant for the next few years. Apparently all he wanted me to do was to rip off the temporary plate. After many failed attempts at ripping the quarters inch piece of paper offer my car, the police started to make fun of calmer Nancy boy and me. The only rebottle was "hey, I go to art school": I'm so tough and didn't get arrested

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Alex

Music
Tyrannosaurs Rex-Unicorn
Gay hippie BS that is still relevant.

PPS I’m drunk and tired and kinda spelled checked