| Remote Clicker,
Rainbow Sticker,
Caught going slow
On I-Ninety-Fo
Proof of Identity,
Questioned my entity.
Behind Bars at Supper
Roomate is a Trucker
Forest Gump creates nostalgia. |
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| Drink all the breast milk, lap it up right
It's a baby ho-down at the crib tonight
Circumstances and formalities make us all less human. If two strangers are introduced at a party without knowing each other's social status, the situation is akward. We are capitalism.
Clown college is where I took my biology course
When you write up a paper you gotta write down the source
It's a bibliography son.
I get my works cited and my internals checked
If credit isnt given you're gonna get wrecked
Its got a name, plagiarism, and it'll getcha
I know those words really kame from Kafka |
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I was in a dumpster today. Before I get to that, though, listen to this:
A mentally insane woman from Britain calls the golf range every so often. Today she called for about 3 hours straight. She only talked 3 times, though. Once, I disctintly heard her say the word "Twat". Another call she said to me, "Damn all you Yanks." For the final call she sang a little diddy.
On my way home from work I stopped to throw out the massive amount of garbage from my midnight Mcdonald's crave last night. I had the garbage in my arms and my car keys in my hand. I threw the trash into the dumpster; I threw my keys into the dumpster.
After surveying the situation, it became apparent that I could only retrieve my keys by getting into the garbage cage. So, I jumped in, fished around, and got the keys.
Came home, ate pasta, China Cat Sunflower. |
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Yesterday I took two children out with me in the ball picker. Boss's demands. Orlando was in kindergarten, but M.J. didn't know what grade he was in. I told them I was in 12th grade; they weren't impressed. The rest of the trip was silence. Circumstances; circumcision.
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