The dream police live inside of my head

May 06, 2005 17:28

Stomach ache. Must kill time before going out...

I heard a tiny violin playing and my front yard is suddenly on the cover of Better Homes and Gardens. I am liking this new trend where I go out and get drunk every night.

Blow smoke rings after a gasoline colonoscopy.

I've realized that I don't care how I look anymore. I wear the clothes that I have that fit me comfortably, I pluck my eyebrows because it's fun. I shave the parts of my face that itch when hair grows in, I fix my hair to stick up to keep it off my forehead.

So me and Steve got drunk in a van with Sammy Hagar last sunday. Yeah. Our dicks are huge now because of it.

I'm starting to hate old people less and popup ads more.

Oop, bathroom and out.
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