Kang's Timeless Pants

Fly Ram. Fly high into the spanish sky and tell god we love him after you bleed to death all over the sun baked ground.

I went a few weeks without drinking and then last night i got a little blubba glubba. What i learned last night is that not drinking makes for boring subway riding. There's nothing as dramatic as wondering which stop you're going to throw up at. Also, i got off at the wrong stop and somewhere on my walk i ended up on a deserted street half framed by chain link fence construction site bright lights and brick prop looking houses. There was a car stuffed with so many clothes that the driver wouldn't be able to see out of any windows except her own door window and the half window in front of her. I know it's a her because she was sleeping in the drivers seat.

I have a story to tell but i want to get permission from the other person in the story. I'll be back.