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Man, so.
Saturday post Nativity House was pretty cool. We took the dogs to the beach, my brother, Monica, and I.
We got stoned.
Spent a few befuddling hours watching the people at the beach and keeping control of a dog bigger than me.
The theme seemed to be "annoying mothers and their annoying children: the legacy of fucking idiocy." They were everywhere. The beach, the parking lot, the Dairy Queen, all these dumb bitches and their dumber kids.
Fuck.
It made me physically sick.
I hate people.
I am not a happy stoner.
Saturday post Nativity House was pretty cool. We took the dogs to the beach, my brother, Monica, and I.
We got stoned.
Spent a few befuddling hours watching the people at the beach and keeping control of a dog bigger than me.
The theme seemed to be "annoying mothers and their annoying children: the legacy of fucking idiocy." They were everywhere. The beach, the parking lot, the Dairy Queen, all these dumb bitches and their dumber kids.
Fuck.
It made me physically sick.
I hate people.
I am not a happy stoner.