Why I drink
In the last week both my car and faith in the human race have been raped. First my car, door ding that is less of a ding and more a line from the side skirt up to the mirror. Then a rock that was the size of a hershey kiss jumped up out of nowhere and chipped my window which was less of a chip and more of a 6" split along my window. Then a new rattle started from the depths of my car "The Dwarves delved too greedily and too deep. You know what they awoke in the darkness of Khazad-dûm. Rattle and Noise."
Then my faith in humanity. I was cut off 3 times today 2 of which my baby was in the car. and when I say cut-off I mean I could see what radio station they were listening to. Then a crx with a front mount the side of a waffle iron screamed up to me only to try and pass me on the right and get boxed in like a damn clown. Then finally after passing me 5min later he stared at me doing a thumbs down. I tell you my friends if this continues on much longer the title of my post will change from "why I drink" to "why im going to jail for a long time"
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"A power nap is when you sleep on someone who is weaker than you." - Dimitri Martin
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