anarchiaetpax

Last night I went up to an exgirlfriend's house because I heard there was a party and we were all gonna eat acid there.

But everyone came to what was pretty my a unanimous conclusion that her house wasn't such a good idea after all, since she said she didn't want us on high powered hallucinogens at her house and thats just asking for fun.

I load up my friend Mike (describe color to a blind person, but the dude is big) in the cargo area of my crx. 'cause my other friend, whos not quite so large but still good sized, Chris, wants to ride shotty.


So we're driving, and I'm doing 50
'cause I'm always breaking the speed limit

..and there's this hairpin turn.
Well.. it woulda been fine without my buddy mike back there and it really isnt his fault he's a big dude. But he was there. and I wasn't paying attention to the show.

The car was though.

[Applause sign lights]

...and we went up an embankment, past a telephone pole, and into a cornfield.

I haven't slept much, but that's because after I crashed my car, I limped it away from the scene of the crime, got picked up by my friend, and had a party at my house.

Which is pretty fucked up, and American if you think about it.

Destroy something, and party.

Oh well, I'm gonna curl up now. Thanks for coming.