So, this past week has been like an episode of the Twilight Zone. Where do I begin???
If you know me, I'm not the violent type. I mean if you want to pick a fight with me, you have some serious, social skills problems. Well I was at a pub in Haverhill last week chillin' with some friends. I wore a Tupac Shakur sweatshirt and my friend wore Misfit gloves to the bar because it was cold out. Joke boy #1 called at me "Makaveli" and winked at me because all my friends had left me except for my friend skeleton hands. Skeleton hands and I decided to leave and when we proceeded to leave, the same guy said "goodnight skeletor hands". Paul, a.k.a "skeletor hands", walked back with me and pointed in his face and said "your the one buddy...like Neo in the Matrix...you're the one, you're the one!". Right then my friends walked back in the bar and my main man Jason walked up to all 6 of the jock boys, shook faggot-boys hand and told him he needed to buy him a drink for talking shit to all of us. My friend Jason is so ballsy he will not back down to anyone and he scared the living shit out of all those guys. Needless to say, no fight broke out...but, come on. Who picks a fight with me?
Then there is the Dunkin Donouts lady-hag. I ordered some donuts and when I pulled up to the window to give her $, she yelled at me for not leaning in the artic-cold to her window to give her the $. She yanked my $10, gave me my food and let go of my $flow in the air and ones went flying.
Well, this lady has been a bitch to me at least 5 times now on seperate ocassions. I'm going to complain to her manager next time because she is miserable in life.
Then I answered the phone at work and got my first complaint about a show I did saying the animals I brought weren't "cute" enough. I bring reptiles to shows, not "boppy" the fucking-white cotton bunny rabbit!
Immediately following that, I tried to book a show with a family and the husband hung up on my coworker and me when we tried to get some things set up.
Apparently, my apartment complex found a box with wires in it and a bomb threat was made sometime Thursday. Even if some kids are fucking around. That is fucking scary to think a bomb could have blown my ass to Jihad heaven!
Today tops everything off
I was on my way to a show driving on rt.95 southbound. I was on the highway for only like 5 minutes when the SUV about 50 ft. in front of me swirved off the road into the highway corridor, flipped twice and slid 50 ft. on the hood and windshield of the car. It was like a dream and I was side by side with the car when it flipped and slid across the grass. I pulled over to the side of the highway alongside about 20 other cars and called 911. I was there for about 5 minutes before I left in shock because I could do nothing and there were about 20 other people rushing to the car to help the person(people?) inside. I drove off and I"m not sure if anyone survived.........that flip/slide was so fast and so rough I really doubt anyone would survive that. I'm going to watch the news tonight and see what happened. If anyone can tell me any info. about the crash, I would appreciate it. It happened around Danvers on rt.95 South.
What kind of Vodoo and weird aura am I producing?
If you know me, I'm not the violent type. I mean if you want to pick a fight with me, you have some serious, social skills problems. Well I was at a pub in Haverhill last week chillin' with some friends. I wore a Tupac Shakur sweatshirt and my friend wore Misfit gloves to the bar because it was cold out. Joke boy #1 called at me "Makaveli" and winked at me because all my friends had left me except for my friend skeleton hands. Skeleton hands and I decided to leave and when we proceeded to leave, the same guy said "goodnight skeletor hands". Paul, a.k.a "skeletor hands", walked back with me and pointed in his face and said "your the one buddy...like Neo in the Matrix...you're the one, you're the one!". Right then my friends walked back in the bar and my main man Jason walked up to all 6 of the jock boys, shook faggot-boys hand and told him he needed to buy him a drink for talking shit to all of us. My friend Jason is so ballsy he will not back down to anyone and he scared the living shit out of all those guys. Needless to say, no fight broke out...but, come on. Who picks a fight with me?
Then there is the Dunkin Donouts lady-hag. I ordered some donuts and when I pulled up to the window to give her $, she yelled at me for not leaning in the artic-cold to her window to give her the $. She yanked my $10, gave me my food and let go of my $flow in the air and ones went flying.
Well, this lady has been a bitch to me at least 5 times now on seperate ocassions. I'm going to complain to her manager next time because she is miserable in life.
Then I answered the phone at work and got my first complaint about a show I did saying the animals I brought weren't "cute" enough. I bring reptiles to shows, not "boppy" the fucking-white cotton bunny rabbit!
Immediately following that, I tried to book a show with a family and the husband hung up on my coworker and me when we tried to get some things set up.
Apparently, my apartment complex found a box with wires in it and a bomb threat was made sometime Thursday. Even if some kids are fucking around. That is fucking scary to think a bomb could have blown my ass to Jihad heaven!
Today tops everything off
I was on my way to a show driving on rt.95 southbound. I was on the highway for only like 5 minutes when the SUV about 50 ft. in front of me swirved off the road into the highway corridor, flipped twice and slid 50 ft. on the hood and windshield of the car. It was like a dream and I was side by side with the car when it flipped and slid across the grass. I pulled over to the side of the highway alongside about 20 other cars and called 911. I was there for about 5 minutes before I left in shock because I could do nothing and there were about 20 other people rushing to the car to help the person(people?) inside. I drove off and I"m not sure if anyone survived.........that flip/slide was so fast and so rough I really doubt anyone would survive that. I'm going to watch the news tonight and see what happened. If anyone can tell me any info. about the crash, I would appreciate it. It happened around Danvers on rt.95 South.
What kind of Vodoo and weird aura am I producing?
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