drip, drip, drop… i won’t have to listen to the friggin’ leaky faucet no mo’. nor will i have to open the water-logged dishwasher ever again, by accident, forgetting it smells like swamp butt.
i left class early tonight, also by accident. i just packed up and walked out, realizing in the parking lot that maybe class was not over yet. it wasn’t really necessary for me to be there and i needed to get my taco on.
feeling like a grande quesadilla, i made my way to a taco bell. i really need to stop this, because i don’t like taco bell anymore. i may only eat there twice a year. as i was leaving, i wondered how many diseases i was acquiring from the unsanitary staff. it was an odd drive-thru experience going mostly in slow motion. i think the employees were not all there… in the head.
i guess what i’m trying to say is i need a beer and a woman.
I hope you sanitized the tacos. BIRD FLU!
when did you get a waterbed?
when i became a shapeshifting ball of meat, boyeeee.