vinyle

Went to the beach with Cheeba to chase him around, catch some last bit of sun and eat ice cream. Was followed 2 blocks by some ghetto ass guy singing very loudly about my ass. This was not flattering, it embarassed the hell out of me not to mention that people were staring and cheeba was with me. It's not like it was even an original song, it was like the same 3 lines over and over

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For Michael:

You know that I care what happens to you,
and I know that you care for me,
so I don't feel alone,
or the weight of the stone,
now that I've found somewhere safe
to bury my bone.
And any fool knows a dog needs a home,
a shelter from pigs on the wing.

I'm sorry. It was fun while it lasted.