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I have this story, this Dis Pater bastard mapped out completely. I know what's up, I just can't get the characters to agree with me, little bitches. The whole crew is mocking me--mocking me I say! They keep saying things they're not supposed to. I write, I wait, I go back and read and I'm shocked by the stupid. Geez. Bastards.(that's right, all their fault, nothing to do with me)
Anyway, vacation time looms head of me, like a big old looming thing..sigh.
Talk about fun--let's drive from Jersey to Florida in the burning ass heat, yeah. Let's sit in the car for hours and hours and fight over the radio. I love Mr. Roxy, god knows I do but country music? I mean, I know he can't listen to Mobb Deep and Diplomats for more than an hour, okay, I get that...but country? And no offense meant to my country-loving friends here, I'm sure they are good people and all, but...
Did I mention we're also taking Baby Girl? Imagine this--cross a baby howler monkey with a lion and a cobra, put it in a barrel, shake real hard and then toss in the back seat of your car. And poke it a couple of times with a real sharp stick. yep.
we're also taking The Niece. Imagine Mother Theresa, a saint, an angel of mercy. Yes. She is. Until about the tenth hour of sitting next to Howler Cobra Kitty Girl. I swear, it'll be justifiable homicide....
So...who's going to be around in Virginia, Georgia and Florida? Can I stay with you instead? *wibbley lip* As long as you keep me in coffee and porn, I'm a wonderful house-guest. (except for that wet towels on the bathroom floor thingy and the sleeping til noon...did i mention i like breakfast in bed? Oh, and i like to eat pb&j samiches and watch TV in the nude. will that be a problem?)
Anyway, vacation time looms head of me, like a big old looming thing..sigh.
Talk about fun--let's drive from Jersey to Florida in the burning ass heat, yeah. Let's sit in the car for hours and hours and fight over the radio. I love Mr. Roxy, god knows I do but country music? I mean, I know he can't listen to Mobb Deep and Diplomats for more than an hour, okay, I get that...but country? And no offense meant to my country-loving friends here, I'm sure they are good people and all, but...
Did I mention we're also taking Baby Girl? Imagine this--cross a baby howler monkey with a lion and a cobra, put it in a barrel, shake real hard and then toss in the back seat of your car. And poke it a couple of times with a real sharp stick. yep.
we're also taking The Niece. Imagine Mother Theresa, a saint, an angel of mercy. Yes. She is. Until about the tenth hour of sitting next to Howler Cobra Kitty Girl. I swear, it'll be justifiable homicide....
So...who's going to be around in Virginia, Georgia and Florida? Can I stay with you instead? *wibbley lip* As long as you keep me in coffee and porn, I'm a wonderful house-guest. (except for that wet towels on the bathroom floor thingy and the sleeping til noon...did i mention i like breakfast in bed? Oh, and i like to eat pb&j samiches and watch TV in the nude. will that be a problem?)