Marcie (m) Megalopolis
You're probably wondering about the name change, right? Don't worry, we're still the same 3.5 dudes. We're just getting older and have to protect our identities. We're all going to be/already are teachers, man. We can't have our students coming to our page and seeing how horrible we really are, and how twisted our minds are. Would you want one of your children saying, "Daddy/Mommy, who's the CountrySlut? I looked up your name on a search engine and saw you writing about her? Why do you hate the CountrySlut?" No, no one wants to deal with that, do they?
Now, on with the show:
Have you ever wanted to tear someone apart, limb by limb? I have ... er ... I do. Right now. I don't have class for another hour, which means, by all reasonable accounts, I can sleep for another fourty minutes. But that fucking CountrySlut started playing fucking country music about fourty-five minutes ago, and now I can't fucking fall back asleep. If I could kill one person right now, I swear it'd be her.
I'm shaking.
I did get to the bar last night, and I did get to hang out with some wonderful folk, including my boy Ted, who lived on the same floor as I did freshman year. Good guy, that Ted fellow, though he did play 8 consecutive songs in the jukebox that he knew I'd hate ***1***. This is the guy that I used to skip classes with back in the middle of the day so we could watch old Tom and Jerry episodes, for absolutely no reason. Doesn't sound real rebel-like, I know. But it was new to me at the time. Whatev.
Also saw Zook, who I've got nothing but love for even though he's fucking blind as a goddamn tree. I put his glasses on and tried to look straight ahead ... fucking retarded. Maybe he just doesn't have eyes and I've never noticed. Also saw one of the coolest things that Zook's ever done. I won't go into any details other than saying that Zook stands up from the table we're sitting at and turns to yell at the general population of the bar, "I don't like D___! I said it. I don't like D___!" ***2***
***1*** Including, but not limited to the Grateful Dead, Phish, some horrible song called "Legalize It", and so forth.
***2*** Personally, I think D___ has been alright this year, but I've not really had much in the way of beef with the guy. Does that make any sense?
You're probably wondering about the name change, right? Don't worry, we're still the same 3.5 dudes. We're just getting older and have to protect our identities. We're all going to be/already are teachers, man. We can't have our students coming to our page and seeing how horrible we really are, and how twisted our minds are. Would you want one of your children saying, "Daddy/Mommy, who's the CountrySlut? I looked up your name on a search engine and saw you writing about her? Why do you hate the CountrySlut?" No, no one wants to deal with that, do they?
Now, on with the show:
Have you ever wanted to tear someone apart, limb by limb? I have ... er ... I do. Right now. I don't have class for another hour, which means, by all reasonable accounts, I can sleep for another fourty minutes. But that fucking CountrySlut started playing fucking country music about fourty-five minutes ago, and now I can't fucking fall back asleep. If I could kill one person right now, I swear it'd be her.
I'm shaking.
I did get to the bar last night, and I did get to hang out with some wonderful folk, including my boy Ted, who lived on the same floor as I did freshman year. Good guy, that Ted fellow, though he did play 8 consecutive songs in the jukebox that he knew I'd hate ***1***. This is the guy that I used to skip classes with back in the middle of the day so we could watch old Tom and Jerry episodes, for absolutely no reason. Doesn't sound real rebel-like, I know. But it was new to me at the time. Whatev.
Also saw Zook, who I've got nothing but love for even though he's fucking blind as a goddamn tree. I put his glasses on and tried to look straight ahead ... fucking retarded. Maybe he just doesn't have eyes and I've never noticed. Also saw one of the coolest things that Zook's ever done. I won't go into any details other than saying that Zook stands up from the table we're sitting at and turns to yell at the general population of the bar, "I don't like D___! I said it. I don't like D___!" ***2***
***1*** Including, but not limited to the Grateful Dead, Phish, some horrible song called "Legalize It", and so forth.
***2*** Personally, I think D___ has been alright this year, but I've not really had much in the way of beef with the guy. Does that make any sense?
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