curbdrop out of grace

hey can i get your phone number and call you a slut sometime?

so i've decided moving forward, i am never entering the men's bathroom with the plan to take a shit, no matter how much i need to. the reason for this decision today is i walked into there ready to rock and a wave of stench hit me. it was like a goddamn killer whale had washed up onto the beach and had rotted for 6 good californian days, plaguing the air with sugar-plume goodness.

and so i gagged and turned right around.

and another thing, i was thinking how when i was in middle school, some of my friends and i thought it was still cool that we were watching power rangers. i mean we knew the show was a "kids" show and it was pretty lame, but we somehow thought liking something that lame made us cool. keep in mind that at this time, although starting to hit puberty ("starting" is being really kind) we weren't really interested in girls all that much. i mean, not at least real ones. the ones in a vic's sec's mag was something different.

our biggest concern at that time was how beat old-school original mario kart on 150cc, on the special circuit.

i miss mario k and playing duck. we used to have the annual century bowl, which was always held on the day after x-mas. we'd play best of 100 on match racing. that's how much we loved the game. i know for a fact we were on the 99 percetile for best in the world. it was sick.

and then i remember one time junior year box and i played against each other in a challenge for like $5. it was best of 10 or something, and honestly, i swear to NOTHING (as i don't believe in god) that i gave him not only a 2-3 game handicap, but he was sober and i had come back from a party and was absolutely ripped. and so he beat me in my impaired state but not by that much. and i had to give him the damn $5. but jokes on him, i wiped that $5 on my ass.

or did i?

posted by fillshe @ 10:26 AM