Speaking from the storm the madness is the perfect place to be.
The roads movement takes my mind from diffrent stages none of
which are sobber.
Like some acid test reject being told I've already had to much
when I hadnt even taken a single hit.
Oh well catholic school was long behind me.
And reflecting apon sister Mary I question why any man would hold such a bizzar fantasy although after that first beating when
I screamed out dammit woman lets knock off the forplay
give me that paddle no wonder the poor woman was shocked.
Thoose years were great till they finally passed me fuck how I was looking forward to my tenth prom people see a grown man
at there door a case a beer under one arm and some strange
flower thing in the other asking for there seventeen year old daughter and they assume your some kind of pervert.
Dam you Chris Hansen.
Yes then you turn to dating teachers but there only interested
in the younger one's dammit woman wait hey you used to be
in my class now your a teacher growing up.
Ive herd most people are into it but that doesnt sound like
But now that it was voted i could no longer go to summer camp.
Cause of legal issues I have to join this grown up world.
But like my best friend Timmy said life really sucks sometimes
Yes Timmy you are wise for a ten year old you know you really shouldnt be drinking that mix of cookies vodka and red bull
is a wicked one indeed trust me I learned that at three.
Well as I down six heinekens take a few uppers chop a line
down seven shots of wild turkey just to take the edge off befor work.
I fix my tie and suck it up.
cause that school bus isnt gonna drive itself.
That and thoose kids parents are goona be worried.
Sometimes thoose field trips just get outta hand.
Hell they needed to brush up on there spanish.
Well untill this is Gonzo saying stay crazy and avoid being caught sober blame it on the booze adios.