I saw the crazy homeless woman again tonight. After the El Cocal anniversary show, so I guess she did get back to Commerial Drive. And she was angry and aggressive tonight, and I couldn't look at her, I felt a knot in my stomach. It was kind of a confusing moment, and I haven't really cleared it all up in my head yet, I just didn't want to forget it altogether, I want to remember to address it here, if you get my meaning.
Anyway, then I came home and wrote two hilarious emails, so funny I was making myself crack up all over the place. I don't know, I'm on fire tonight. I kind of cheated, though, I think, because I signed them both with the same funny signature, so I feel like I stole someone's joke, except it was mine, so....but I'm going to end this the same way and you tell me....
Reader: (Whatever, stoner.)
Aaaaand scene.
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See? Funny, right?
2 comments:
I hear ya sister.
Don't you ever think that your Kuwaiti chooper dude forgotten you ..
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