kudra

Getting married is easy;
just take the largest object you can find and shove it up your ass. Preferably a metal object with shart points.
Eventually you take that object out of your ass and drop it in a pond.
(que the reflective music)
The object ripples......and from that point on the effect just keeps moving outward into your life.
Maybe the object was lubed and this wave is beautiful.....or maybe there was none and the waves just get more violent.

On a day dreamier note.........years ago I lived in Montana for three months......my friend lived with his dad on this lake side resort/camp thing his dad owned. They had a tiny rollerskating rink. By the time I knew Todd, the floor of the rink was warped and had three inch wobbles in it. It had been closed down for years. But we still went in there, me, Jackson, (my old best friend), Todd, and Crystal. We played Skinny Puppy Rabies full blast and there were ROWS AND ROWS of un-loved rollerskates.
The last few days I have day dreamed about those skates.

I have a dream.

I dream of a land where every man, woman, and child has their own skates. When a plan is made to be there Sunday at 2 pm, everyone shows up. No one is for need of rollerskates. Everyone is happy. Black, white.........graded stopper, choppy wheel bearing......in god's wheels we are all the same.

This is the apex of two beautiful weeks of insanity?

Give me a fucking break.



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