

So today i went over to Escape From NY Pizza and was all happy and excited to have a nice lunch and something really great happened.
This crust punk who sometimes comes into the library were I work walks in to get some chow also. He's probably in some cool crust band of now all set to play at Gilman. I hate seeing crusties or punks not deads it just ruins my day, because they really need to get in the time machine they arrived in and go the fuck back to loserville where they belong(Oregon?) Upsetting me with thier homeless dogs that they feed beer, their stupid hoodies, with a million patches(this guy had despise you and Spazz),an upside down American Flag and a pringles mustache and a little pinko cap. Yawn, so here's the punchline he leans over and a joint flies off his hat and rolls under the table and I deliberately not tell him about it so he will lose his joint(which probably was laced with Pcp) and cry like a fucking baby HA HA HA!
Nice one!
ReplyDeleteyeah take that crusto
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