I was knitting mittens with Grandma Loose (she was a whore in her 30's) at the old folks home in Florida.
Shes dead now, in her will she asked to be cremated and have her ashes dumped in the Pacific, instead cousin Vick dumped her ashes in a pound in Central Park.
Posting here.
I WAS
A YOUNG BOY
To see the marching B&.
Watching Mrs. Doubtfire
living in california.
Shattering the hopes and dreams of all the young children.
Bumping old USENET threads
living in arizona playing battletoads
living in california playing super mario world
keepin' it gangsta, chillin with my crew in the NWA
gets bullied by my schoolmates
Raping my soon to be wife.
Peeing on an electric fence.
I was crying because the girls in my class acted like I was disgusting. The only one I could talk to was the tomboyish one.. with whom I would play with those miniature car things
I was in school. FUCK EDUCATION!
i had just been born
Pissing on my dad's best shirt. Whilst he was wearing it.
Pissing on my dad's most unremarkable shit. The facilities were broken.