And She Dances

ATTENTION GOOD BRISTOLIANS!

My asshat of a room mate has just informed me that she's ELOPING with her DOUCHEBAG boyfriend of, uh, two weeks. Which means that unless I find a NEW asshat room mate, I'm going to be homeless. Granted, I'd probably make an adorable hobo (imagine me in one of those cute newspaper hats!), but that's not really something I want to find out first hand.


HELP HELP HELP!


PS: Chuck, this would be perfect for you! I mean c'mon. You live in a god-damned Van. This is what we call a serious fucking upgrade.

I think I'm going to make a new religion based on the standup comedy of Katt Williams. That little man is incredibly deep considering most of his material is about smoking pot. Or perhaps that's why he's so deep.

Speaking of which, I think I smoked wayyy too much last night.

So anyway, who wants to join my new cult and become a fellow Pimp?

( Kanga-Rue )

( She's spinning between constellations and dreams... )