so i woke at 5am with a terrible migraine, shot myself in the hip with an imitrex injector, headed back to bed in a fierce sweat,
woke up again at 6am in a quite similar sweat,
wokeup again at 10 am in the same sweat,
hit the shower, sat in front of the ac for a bit, and headed out to work.
used an imitrex inhaler,,
felt no better,
decided to make the best of the situation, and work on my first appointment,
finished, and while second appointment was sitting waiting, i went and puked my guts out from the migraine,
i puke real deal, i puke loud, i puke so hard my nose bleeds.
cleaned up, walked out front
and second appointment guy has a look about him
i know he heard me,
and this point im drenched in sweat, and probable look really fucking ripe (thats the opposite of fresh to death)
the look on his face tells me he thinks i just got high
i fucking wish i just got high
but no, sorry dude, im just working through one of the mos painful days of my life
thanks for the concern though
i tell him the price, and let him know he can pay or go
he pays, i tatzapp the shit out of him with some anchor, sea themed freshness,(thats right he sat,cause he knew that even if i was high, id smoke the shit out of his sick tatty)
so my head is still pounding,
idont get it,
i mean, ive done some bad shit to motherfuckers in my day,
but seriously whoever put a hex on my dome is one sick fucking bastard
i am indeed in it to win it
p.s.
send me drugs, and /or mix cd's
po box 5357 trenton new jersey 08638
p.s.s
could i have one of those chesterfields now
woke up again at 6am in a quite similar sweat,
wokeup again at 10 am in the same sweat,
hit the shower, sat in front of the ac for a bit, and headed out to work.
used an imitrex inhaler,,
felt no better,
decided to make the best of the situation, and work on my first appointment,
finished, and while second appointment was sitting waiting, i went and puked my guts out from the migraine,
i puke real deal, i puke loud, i puke so hard my nose bleeds.
cleaned up, walked out front
and second appointment guy has a look about him
i know he heard me,
and this point im drenched in sweat, and probable look really fucking ripe (thats the opposite of fresh to death)
the look on his face tells me he thinks i just got high
i fucking wish i just got high
but no, sorry dude, im just working through one of the mos painful days of my life
thanks for the concern though
i tell him the price, and let him know he can pay or go
he pays, i tatzapp the shit out of him with some anchor, sea themed freshness,(thats right he sat,cause he knew that even if i was high, id smoke the shit out of his sick tatty)
so my head is still pounding,
idont get it,
i mean, ive done some bad shit to motherfuckers in my day,
but seriously whoever put a hex on my dome is one sick fucking bastard
i am indeed in it to win it
p.s.
send me drugs, and /or mix cd's
po box 5357 trenton new jersey 08638
p.s.s
could i have one of those chesterfields now
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1. Please don't freak out and kill everyone.
2. Lets roll like gangsters.
am i lying?
you're a melon!!!!
word, son.
over-ripe even,
you already know.
get ready for bread, puppets, big heads, seersucker suits, swole up rivers, and savage gypsy carnival thunder....
and guns,
holy fucking dog's assholes, son,
do NOT forget about the guns......
woooooooooooord,
in it to win it,
but in points totals for the season,
never in checkered flags.
yeah.