Windowlicking in River City
I didn't sleep well last night because of the dinosaur in my bunk.
And I woke up this morning in Louisville, KY to the pissing sound of rain on the roof of the bus. I stumbled outside to fetch a clean pair of socks from my suitcase, and was promptly drenched. People on the street looked on as I narrowlly avoided oncoming traffic and cursed the rain. I had a moment of realization, one where your life flashes before your eyes for a moment, and you are bent over a suitcase half-filled with water, ass clearly exposed, being berated by an old man in a motorized wheelchair in Kentucky.
I also realized that I've had worse mornings. Mornings where I would have sooner flung myself into said oncoming trafffic then wrestle with a suitcase on the side of the road. So, I sucked it up, and took part in a bit of retail therapy to ease the pain of, well, life.
We are in, what I'm assuming is known as, the wig district of Louisville. Wig shops abound, and there is a classy place called 'Essesnce' just across the street that appears to sell only pencil-drawn renderings of Tupac and Bob Marley spending quality time with one another.
I'll bet that they could do a nice gold fang
Fuck me that's a big bat
This actually wasn't my first time at this particular establishment..
..another day, another bizarre theatre.
Just as an aside....he called the shit 'poop.'
This is quite possibly the worst song coupled with the worst video that I have ever seen. Good show Van Halen!
And I woke up this morning in Louisville, KY to the pissing sound of rain on the roof of the bus. I stumbled outside to fetch a clean pair of socks from my suitcase, and was promptly drenched. People on the street looked on as I narrowlly avoided oncoming traffic and cursed the rain. I had a moment of realization, one where your life flashes before your eyes for a moment, and you are bent over a suitcase half-filled with water, ass clearly exposed, being berated by an old man in a motorized wheelchair in Kentucky.
I also realized that I've had worse mornings. Mornings where I would have sooner flung myself into said oncoming trafffic then wrestle with a suitcase on the side of the road. So, I sucked it up, and took part in a bit of retail therapy to ease the pain of, well, life.
We are in, what I'm assuming is known as, the wig district of Louisville. Wig shops abound, and there is a classy place called 'Essesnce' just across the street that appears to sell only pencil-drawn renderings of Tupac and Bob Marley spending quality time with one another.
I'll bet that they could do a nice gold fang
Fuck me that's a big bat
This actually wasn't my first time at this particular establishment..
..another day, another bizarre theatre.
Just as an aside....he called the shit 'poop.'
This is quite possibly the worst song coupled with the worst video that I have ever seen. Good show Van Halen!
posted by L at Thursday, March 09, 2006
5 Comments:
That vid made my dick shrink.
you're going to come home with a gene autrey shirt, cowboy boots, one of the essence wigs and a gold fang, aren't you? AREN'T YOU? of course, with ass showing. as always.
If I know ol' cabbage patch he prolly already bought the assless chaps.
You two are a bunch of dicks
whatever, you love it. and apparently that other dick reads this as often as i do. how can you treat your only loyal readers this way? hamtoucher.
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