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Wednesday, September 29, 2004

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Well, I wasn't going to write. I wasn't going to even be awake. But, well, I talked to Matt...

dehydrated, half-dead skunk trapped in a cage: 1; matt: ... 0 says:
we finally let the skunk out
Deadly Gases says:
"Who let the skunks out!"
Deadly Gases says:
that rules, how'd you do it?
dehydrated, half-dead skunk trapped in a cage: 1; matt: ... 0 says:
MATT LET THE SKUNKS OUT!
Deadly Gases says:
haha
Deadly Gases says:
I laughed out loud again
dehydrated, half-dead skunk trapped in a cage: 1; matt: ... 0 says:
haha, thats not even how it goes
Deadly Gases says:
haha you're right

Matt had caught a skunk. He insisted it was by accident. He thought it might be dead. I insisted that he do ridiculous things with the skunk. Matt laughed. I said "No, really, but make sure it doesn' t get in your mouth". Matt frowned. "Seriously, trust me, I know" I pointed to where the blisters had scarred my tongue. "Well, I mean, just...just don't try to...like...eat it's anus...What? Where you goin' man?"

So with no warning. No reason. No money. No wonder. I'm heading to England.

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