they had two tow trucks, and yet, decided to use their patrol cars like bull dozers to pushe the car to the side of the freeway. btw, it didn't work, not even with TWO patrol cars, and they spinned their wheels and sent the smell of rubber into the air with plumes of white smoke. brilliant.
finally one of the smarter cops, the einstein of the bunch, used a strong cable to tie the flipped smashed up car to one of the two tow trucks. problem solved. but me and the mexican on a suzuki speed bike made good single serving friends.
i want to get one of those large magnetic signs that you see on teh side of work trucks with the company name and logo. except mine will go on the back of my truck, and it will be a special message to all that follow behind me, "go around, you dipshit. i'm obviously stopping."
i forgot to buy tacos from one of the trillions of catering trucks that stay open 24 hours a day. i'm still debating on whether or not i should go back and get me some. they are that delicious. it's a known fact. it would be worth it for the horchata alone.
my to do list for the upcoming week goes as follows:
1. get my truck's brakes inspected. (finally)
2. see a chiropractor.
3. go to this event.
4. do my laundry.
5. get dez to give me the hair cut i already paid her $10 for.
6. think of more things to do.
and so, on that note.... these bong hits dont just smoke themselves, you know. marijuana smoke will enter my lungs in t-minus 5, 4, 3...
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