Thursday, February 17, 2011

Tales from the Drunk Side: Destruction

Some of my friends are hurtin'. I can't be there for 'em. Not yet. And my presence makes little difference anyway.

I'm no superhero. But I can do some things. I know what I can do. I know what I can't do. I know what I shouldn't do.

Running my mouth is one thing. I do that all the time. Running other people's lives for 'em? Na-ah, man. I made that mistake once, and it blew up in my face like a clit that hasn't peed in weeks.

All I got now is this bottle in my hand. And a tippet... somewhere. Man, I'm losing consciousness.

Blurrr blurrrr blurrr.