What a week.
Skabbz got fired, begged them to let him keep his job, they said he had one week, then he quit the next day. Got pretty drunk Tuesday. Drug therapy was lame as usual on Wednesday. Watched wrestling on Thursday. Started drinkin on Friday. Honey Brown and Jager bombs. My nfriend Starla called me up, and the conversation went as follows:
Starla - Hey, you have a job don't ya?
NuKe - Yea, why?
S - Do you have to work tomorrow?
N - No, why?
S - You wanna go with me to Kentuckey?
N - What for?
S - I have to go a redneck wedding, and I don't wanna go by myself.
N - Sure, why not.
So, yea. Went to Perryville, KY. And when she said redneck wedding, she wasn't fuckin kidding. It was different, but fun nonetheless. It was extremely small. And apparently I resemble this guy named Daniel, who just happened to be the bride's deceased brother. While I was asleep on the couch, the bride-to-be's niece asked her mother if I was Bo (Daniel's nickname). Of course she said no. Then the little girl asked if I was Jesus.
Cute kid. I had some warm beer and some Rebel Yell whiskey. Now that shit will put some hair on your chest. Every 5 minutes someone said "Get 'er done." They shot a shotgun after the wedding. The ceremony itself was held just out front of the trailer. The real funny thing about the whole trip was that Starla knew these people because the were relatives of Kenny, her ex-boyfriend. Kenny came down with his new girlfriend, Sam. They hate Sam. They all love Starla. And they thought we were goin out. We were talkin to the brides mom before we left, and she asked if we knew Sam. Starla said I knew her. I had to let it be known that I only knew her because she used to be my stalker. It's not like we were involved or shit like that. That girl's fuckin crazy. She's got a daughter and another kid on the way. I can think of at least 5 people who shouldn't have kids, and she's one of them. I truly feel sorry for her children.
When we got back, I asked Starla to drop me off at my old house, because I was supposed to meet my dad there so I could pick up the rest of my junk. Well, unbeknownst to me, my sister and dad decided to wait till tomorrow. So I spent all damn day at my old house, with no phone, no TV, no radio, nothin. Then the tornado sirens started goin off and I had no way of knowing if they were anywhere near me. I finally got ahold of my dad at 745 and made come get me. He brought some mac and cheese and some meat loaf which was cool, seein as how I hadn't eaten all day.
Got home, watched End of Days and Batman. Now I'm almost ready for bed. Love, peace, and chicken grease.
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Skabbz got fired, begged them to let him keep his job, they said he had one week, then he quit the next day. Got pretty drunk Tuesday. Drug therapy was lame as usual on Wednesday. Watched wrestling on Thursday. Started drinkin on Friday. Honey Brown and Jager bombs. My nfriend Starla called me up, and the conversation went as follows:
Starla - Hey, you have a job don't ya?
NuKe - Yea, why?
S - Do you have to work tomorrow?
N - No, why?
S - You wanna go with me to Kentuckey?
N - What for?
S - I have to go a redneck wedding, and I don't wanna go by myself.
N - Sure, why not.
So, yea. Went to Perryville, KY. And when she said redneck wedding, she wasn't fuckin kidding. It was different, but fun nonetheless. It was extremely small. And apparently I resemble this guy named Daniel, who just happened to be the bride's deceased brother. While I was asleep on the couch, the bride-to-be's niece asked her mother if I was Bo (Daniel's nickname). Of course she said no. Then the little girl asked if I was Jesus.
Cute kid. I had some warm beer and some Rebel Yell whiskey. Now that shit will put some hair on your chest. Every 5 minutes someone said "Get 'er done." They shot a shotgun after the wedding. The ceremony itself was held just out front of the trailer. The real funny thing about the whole trip was that Starla knew these people because the were relatives of Kenny, her ex-boyfriend. Kenny came down with his new girlfriend, Sam. They hate Sam. They all love Starla. And they thought we were goin out. We were talkin to the brides mom before we left, and she asked if we knew Sam. Starla said I knew her. I had to let it be known that I only knew her because she used to be my stalker. It's not like we were involved or shit like that. That girl's fuckin crazy. She's got a daughter and another kid on the way. I can think of at least 5 people who shouldn't have kids, and she's one of them. I truly feel sorry for her children.
When we got back, I asked Starla to drop me off at my old house, because I was supposed to meet my dad there so I could pick up the rest of my junk. Well, unbeknownst to me, my sister and dad decided to wait till tomorrow. So I spent all damn day at my old house, with no phone, no TV, no radio, nothin. Then the tornado sirens started goin off and I had no way of knowing if they were anywhere near me. I finally got ahold of my dad at 745 and made come get me. He brought some mac and cheese and some meat loaf which was cool, seein as how I hadn't eaten all day.
Got home, watched End of Days and Batman. Now I'm almost ready for bed. Love, peace, and chicken grease.
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