there i was, telepathically shitting up a stormcloud and feeling like a left-behind fading '80's cartoon character as is found in "Jem and the Holograms". Does anyone even remember that magical crime-fighting rock band with pastel hair-dos anymore? They battled the Misfits, who were the evil rock band. This is what i recall.
anyway there i was feeling like an echo of poor old Jem, sinking to the bottom of the pineapple barrel, boarding the bus, and lo and behold!
under where i sat was a respectably sized bag of pot sitting as innocent as a fetal rattlesnake.
I swiped it into my bag with my hat and the old man sitting across from me gave me a conspiratorial grin. I shrugged.
cheers to this one!
posted by Ee-Von @ 11:12 PM,
