curbdrop out of grace

jack day tripper daniels zero'd out and about

i'm tired.

so last nite at pool, my co-workers were talking about this other guy who works with us and how this guy is sick in the stalls. this dude's nickname is "splatter monster".

you do the math.

anyway, i decided right then that i never want to be known around the office for my shit habits.

but then that reminded me of the time senior year in college when prasad and i went to the union to get wendy's and outside was this random acts of kindness group passing out hot cocoa in the winter. and so i had some, but unfortunately, it either was spiked with ex-lax or my body was being extra difficult as i immediately found it necessary to squeeze my shit in and run home to drop a massive bomb.

and prasad listened the entire time, that fucker.

and later, in the aftermath, i described to others what had happened by the phrase "negro falls, the canadian side".

posted by fillshe @ 8:58 AM