Day 41 - Asslock
So I woke up again with a sick-to-my-stomach feeling. And sure enough, I
got up, sat on the toilet, and just then one of Bob Marley's dreadlocks fell
out of my ass. It must have been from that concert that my parents took me
to way back in 1979. we were front row and when he was swingin his dreads
around, one flew off and I had my mouth open. I couldn't help but swallow
it.
26 years later and thanks to ColonixT, I'm finally getting rid of it. Looks
like it's going to be another day of crapping out old memories.
dumpstin

0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Links to this post:
Create a Link
<< Home