today is going to be the day, i can feel it.
sometimes i imagine potential tragic events. that and embarrassmentals. i imagine the pipe above my head exploding....maybe there is sewage in this pipe and it splatters on me. i start screaming and running through crowds of people towards the nearest exit. eevryone around me is disgusted and mortified. the stench and crap on my
face helps clear my path quickly. i am literally covered in liquid shit and am slipping in it as well. sadly the smell keeps chasing me and everyone knows it. Christian Bale shows up and is all " 'th fuck??" and calls an ambulance for me.
the paramedics show up but its too late, im already half a mile away in the projects, screaming with my arms flailing. i have no $$ for a cab so i run 66 blocks home only stopping every now and then to barf. i watch a 6 year old slip in my puke and crack his head open. his parents sue me on the spot.. Completely lost in my own nastiness and misery, i neglect to notice the atomic bomb dropping behind me. Boom. thank goodness.
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