Once in a blue moon when I have 2 classes right after next, I like to stop by the nearest cementary in a loud obnoxious way blasting my rock music, then either eat my Mcdonalds in or on top my car!
This time as I was drifting in neatly, blasting Pan!c at the Disco “london beckoned songs about money written by machines” I kinda…. was abrupting a funeral service to the top right end, and…. I could sense those how dare you, smh, the nerve of these kids these days look, so…. before they can get a whiff of my my face and car, I slowly reverse out quietly in a awkward way, feeling like a retarded kid being put in the corner but I blasted my music as soon as I was out…
Just Picture Brad pitt in Mr & Mrs Smith during the scene when he came it drifting in a dune buggy, and hopped out and took a piss, and that…. would be me…
can’t enjoy my food these days…. geez <|=_=|>
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