Well, me and some chick, she kept saying she was Mrs. Maverick, hung out yesterday. She was jacked up on coke, but I prefer sharing needles with homeless people. Anyway the buzz was good until she started asking me if I wanted to go home with her and watch Top Gun and Days of Thunder. She said it made her nostaligic. Whatever. I wandered the streets and recited Robert Frost poetry to pre-schoolers. It was awesome.
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