Tattered Torn, and Tired as hell
Saturday Night
To continue from last night. Ok well, We searched for hours to find a place tha didnt exsist anymore. Yes the sign was knocked down, the bridge was burned down, the creek was filled, and it looked like one of my dads farms. Total waste of time, effort, conscience. Anywho, my friend Jarod decided to smoke it up. High as a kite. Asking me if I could hear the trains in my backyard. Asked me why the popcorn vender downstairs wouldn't sell him popcorn. And then put on a puppet show for me. Now this was enough to put me to sleep after laughing at his stupidity for a while.
Sunday
Ok woke up, worked all morning. Probably one of the boringest workdays I have had in two years. The only interresting thing is I had a take-out where a very large lady, well to be honest, she was fat as fat can be, ordered 6 ultimate feast(Large quantity of seafood products). I don't think she was trying to feed her family, I believe she was feeding herself, that or a very big dog. However I think she was just fat. Anywho, got done, went to Aarons, went bowling. Have you ever been bowling with a crazy attitude. My goal was to score only a 13. Yes it is very easy, when you throw the ball into the other lane, close your eyes and bowl, bowl with someone hanging on your leg, acting as if you had a horrible bowling accident back in 82 and you have a twitch in your leg, etc. It was a trip. After this, back to Aarons. Kyle told us to stop the jeep in the middle of Aarons drive. Wondering what the hell is goin on. Sure your drunk, but Ken and I were confused. The nest thing we know, Kyle is outta the jeep running at a possuem. Usually people avoid these rabid creatures, well kyle ran right in front of the bitch. It stopped, hissed, and within a second or two, steel toe boot right to its abdomen. I swear to you, the thing flew about 30 ft. The next thing I know, Ken jumps out runs and jumps on its head. Talk about sick individuals that I hang out with. This was hilarious. Only if it was taped, I would constantly re-wind Kyle running out of his jeep and Field Goaling the creature of the night. Anywho, soon after we went ghost hunting. This went to know where but we did go mudding. The bad part is, I was in the back of the truck. Ended up leaving looking like someone from woodstock. It blew and it was cold as shit. Then we went to the carwash, washed myself off via Johnny Knoxville. Then off to the boarder. Taco Bell. Thats where I got into a fight, defending friend. Got lip busted, busted other guys nose and lip. Thank God for the WWF. I was one bad mamma jamma. Ha you can throw punch's, but your face is going to hit the ground before mine does via DDT/ACID DROP.
So there is my weekend for ya. Full of drunkeness, suspense, boredom, fighting, old men in thongs saying they are god, animal abuse, and of course flirting with women with boyfriends. Damn it feels good to be different. So you probably understand why I haven't had time to post today. And I apollogize for it with all my heart. Not really. But I promise you, next time I find a mountain dew cap with $10 off a $50 purchise, I will give it too ya. Sleep Good, Potato, eat, mmmmm, sanity slowly slipping, where in the hell are my pants.....