Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

sciddly bop.

sign job all nighter status supreme.

me and stanz will be cruising deep, and maybe with any luck, i won't rock the house too hard. but we all know i have the worst luck when it comes to restraint. and this is FULL BLOWN commando madness.

mark wants to know who sings the song on the radio, and i told him the exploited, and then he nodded with this weird look on his face and blew second hand smoke at me.

whitey is in town, he called me, and i think he has my signwalking check. the bastard. he better fork that shit over.

ok i cant breath its too smokey in this small tiny hotbox. besides i need to eats me some drive through. because thats what it mean to be american, driving through.

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