My yard is a mess.
Went to Flint last weekend. Going back down there today, later.
Broadway the other day from that park that has the dead indian buried there on the south end.
Funny Graffiti I saw on a slide at a park. "Fuck you mom" I can imagine some 5 year old carving that
Jim's bar on Cass last Sunday. Pretty much just a hole in the wall but it's the closest bar where the bartender and patrons aren't a bunch of old alcoholic fuckheads singing along to Shania Twain songs.
Me n the crew riding home from Jim's in the fuckin rain at 2am.......careful with that bike, eugene. Not pictured: Eric found this little 5'0" mexican guy named Pico and gave him a ride home on the handlebars of his bike. Pico falling off and landing in the gutter resulted in epic lulz
Went with my Grandma on Monday to a doctor's appt for moral support. She has (had?) breast cancer and had the "lump" surgically removed the other day. Ate lunch afterwards with her.
What I'm carryin ...Wish I could just blow it on liquor, lottery tickets, and bitches!
Work is pretty much the same droll dullness.
1 comment:
Better hide that money, If our Governor sees it he'll call you selfish and greedy and take it for his golf buddies to "share".
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