I miss you like its already a month from now and you're gone forever.

(you lil hedgehog, you.)

good jesus lets remember that you're leaving soon and get high all weekend.
we be joined at the mother fucking hip, lets get blotto like we all damn well want to.

who wants in?

yours in christ-

-Zipco

11 Years Brother, 11 Years.

I'll say it now like i said it when i was 13.
I'd put a gun in a cops mouth and throw my whole life in a cage if i had to.
11 years of loyalty.

Thanksgiving is a hell of a time. (next time i go to florida its going to have to be for a few weeks. enough time to get so bored with gunfire that i start trying to kill myself with serious drugs.)

I was so happy to be home for a finite amount of time and well far away from the laws of NYC that i made a mueratic acid bomb and threw it in the pool to celebrate. (I had to use the pool skimmer because it was still spilling acid everywhere.)

Florida Royalty

rough ruff (thats high-larious, you can go to fucking hell.)

Amstel finally strikes back at the crafty advertising of Busch and Busch Light.

(Their copy editor kind of sucks tho.)

Finally an energy drink that (insert some jew humor here. something along the lines of.. "Finally an energy drink that appreciates that I trimmed the turtleneck off my penis." you know some shit like that. hey go nuts.)

so. fire is awesome. its a whole lot better if the guy with the fire is actually a biker of some kind of carnie degenerate but to be honest, at the end of the day i dont give a shit who lit the fire as long as i get to watch some shit burn. I could watch a good fire for days. jesus hell, chicago must have been a sight when it nearly burnt the hell down.