Aww fuck. I woke up last night and thought of this tight ass post to write. It was all about how I had done a shitton of Tussin before falling asleep and how the stupid cat woke me up by farting in my face. It was funny and insightful and topical. Somehow I don't remember those tussed up ramblings from about 4 this morning. I don't really remember anything. And putting it to words now it doesn't seem very funny or even mildly interesting. Well shit. Gonna drink a Miller High Life and eat chips and cheese.
Peace out, Faggots.
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