Sunday, April 15, 2012

funky cold medina

now the bastard isn't too paranoid…

…well…

…he is actually.

so when a cab driver comes careening into the open parking lot of the sketchy sketchy construction company next door to the bar at full tilt to drink clandestine coffee…

… and smoke clandestine cigarettes with his I heart medina tee shirt on…

I have to wonder.

these jerks should close their yard on the weekend anyway. it's where local teens go to smoke pot anyway.

you know…

… the bastard never signed on to be the old man telling kids to get the hell off of his lawn …

… but, here we are.

— the bastard

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