I was driving a Mercedes Benz in one of my many pain filled legacy like dreams last night. Slowly driving past interstate 75 and the approaching, dimly lit streets of Springboro Ohio, I found my voice monotone in dreary sound. I remember now in fact this was not a dream, and in true, I I I I was looking for a late night Applebee's or an Arby's made out of wood. But as drove on, my mind slumped deeper and my speech became more rhythmic. My car radio is broken. I was too hung over one morning to roll the windows up as it poured rain and consequently the motherfucker died.
The radio.
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX; more practical than floating barges of rabid crocodiles being herded by crazed shitless Islamic terrorists whipping them into the malls and deep into the veins of Manhattan. But(t) fuck, new York hasta be sick of occupation by now, don't you think? Rick Perry is most likely in control by now, slaughtered on SNL acting like a drunk and hobo addict. You know, the Banks and the Trends and the Strokes shit.
Operation Mountain Dew Pregnancy Test #5
Soundtrack: CARIBBEAN QUEEN performed by, William Ocean.
...would set the atmosphere quiet nicely. "I shit standing up. I am more MAN than you." The Kardashians will probably become heads of the NEW WORD COVER UP sponsored of course by Revlon and the New York Yankees. Derek Jeter will probably slip n slide into seconds thirds and even 5ths. LOOK HARDER. LOOK CLOSER. Wipe the fucking grin off yer Lindsey Lohan. Get ready for Cadillac drones with leather cockpits hidden away somewhere in the wet dry deserts of New Mexico. Giant Dairy queens in the heart of Darfur (when the time is right and the smoke is settled) will be obsolete when they build the first Chipotle on the Moon. But this is only the beginning.
Camel Ciggaretts and cold coffee, the way I like to do my mornings, nights and weekends. Too much booze leaves my ID at bars, chased down by hippsters that know my name. Just use an old debt card, the ones you have in your wallet or purse for looking cool when you open your folder of cash crops. Square it down all tuff like, actimg like you own the joint and order drinks two at a time. You have to realize basically your stealling, whats cheaper a 50 doller bar tab or a 23$ new ID. Easy economics. Buy beer for your friends, the trick is keeping a strong pace, must order two at a time. Like double doller burgers, coneys, pitchers of beer, packs or cigaretts, 40's, bottles of whiskey. When it's time to leave, just step outside to smoke a cig and slither away into the night. If the bar steward catches you just use your Id as colateral for the payment. You can't use this trick twice in the same bar or they WILL call the choppers on you. Do what you can to win the WAR. Do it for America. Do it for civil rights. Do it in thanks of the smoking ban. Drop Nike Bombs.
Just The Start. Just do it. Nike Bombs.
