thecowboy

ya know ya come home on a monday nite a little lit up because ya find out its 4.0 and it better be because youre a twenty-eight year old freshman so ya celebrate anyways right before finals and even though the academia is goin well, there's nothin mo' bettah than the toaster full of eggo waffles and the few PBR's left in da fridge to finish tha nite of everything-seems-to-be-alright, but you know it cant be because youre too old to take life for granted, ya know?, so ya start to wonder where its gonna go wrong and ya got your hands almost in the air because you dont wanna be caught red handed with your hands in that cookie jar but ya dont want to be caught wit' em in your pockets either so for fuck sake what do ya do now?...play your cards with your back to the wall and pistols ready for muthafuckin action its in tha code..bettah youd be armed than be caught at unawares nowadays pick up that paper and read whats goin on the idiots are in control so better be quick with your wits and quick with that steel than be like tha rest of thems jackasses thats it i quit, happy with maple syrup and a pocket full of smooth dark chocolate.