Tuesday, February 3, 2009

*My AmAzInG aCt oF sTupidiTy*


*My AmAzInG aCt oF sTupidiTy* Current mood: blank

Here I sit with a box of shreaded wheat in hand... what a victory this is.

What did my day entail you ask? I went to the hospital for some lower tabs and valium.

Hmmm this is the least I could ask for while my wheels lie deceased outside.

Throw a tombstone on that bitch of a '01 Ranger. Here is what it shall say...

"Here lies that old red truck, broke as fuck! Flew over the road and into the muck! Stuck it is, that red fucked truck!"

Can you guess I had an accident? Yeah that bald tired bastard flipped on me three times.

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