Got my Jameson

[Whiterain]

Let me tell you a long in the tooth story about a man that went on a wagon ride. Something like 300 days now, 300 days now, he went dry in the cotton mouth... Only the nectar of life water and artificial sweetners to sate his undying thirst. It's been a hot minute now and I'm ready to break the seal, the time ith nye.... I can enjoy the apocolypse of Hillar Clinton through Mr.Jameson. It's only 2 in the pm right now but, by god, it's in there in the kitch looking glorious.

I was out on an pizza adventure about a 2 or 4 mile square mile walk around town to the Majestic Mellow Mushroom, for the potato pizza, represent. I got gout and everything, this swine was cosmic.

Moving on Red Potatoe Pizza or something, Holy Sh!ttake close second...

So I stop by the spirits shop on my way back home. I stroll through the glory of freedom and wizardry. I see Mr.Jameson, I buy a liter. Got to warm up to him first... I polished a whiskey glass and it's sparkling in the sunlight... It's a pretty day, must be fate.


Fate... I'm walking home with this liter of whiskey in my hand and a funeral procession just happens to be there. I've never been grilled so hard in my life as if fate had me stand there with a bottle of whiskey in my claws as the grieving people rode by shaking their heads in displeasure. I got to remember the adventure back pack.. It was $100 at the GI store. It's got some straps and stuff on it its army style.

It's like a pipe dream me getting to Scotland. I might be able to get my corpse over there in a box. It's just forebode when you want to leave this hell hole of a country. People come out of the wood work with your digits.

:O

Anyways it would be superficials to finish up according to the High One. I mustn't destroy myself though, he's the one the begat my crutch on faith... Sick of seeing the man destroy himself. Bah. It's how we're made.

 

[Whiterain]

It's 5pm somewhere and here now, I broke the seal, that I did.

Nothing to toast to but me and the cosmos's planar beings.

To the Lord and the Fallen
In willpower we will Persist
With Mettle and Steel
The Heavens will be ours

I'm just not of this lot. Those Hindu's be puttin the bad jives on me.

Welcome back Mr.Jameson. You've renovated my cranial cavities quite quickly. The nerves often dull less quickly... I immediatly fall into solace and dream of making it back to the old country.

 

[Whiterain]

Hoh my god it's gettin dark outside Charley's come for me. The heavens haven't come open yet though. Two rollers and I was cashed in the feathers. I ain't like I used to be.

 

[Papoon]

. I ain't like I used to be.

But the old grey nightmare is.

 

[Whiterain]

I don't got his time. I just savour the time left on the clock. Even fate has sewn my final thread, I may be spent, but I desire to continue on. Ain't nothin to me anymore. I'm freaking complex now, not linear like before, I'm a dynamic entity full of horror for you to enjoy.

You see why witch craft and all that bologna was outlawed and punishable by death? I don't want to get stoned to death perhaps again but I do things for the sake of laughter.

A lot of would be arsonists use their hasbro voodoo seidr witch craft kits to torture others because their pathetic sick little beasts and I can't put my hands on them or set them on fire for retribution.


I was going to write a lecture on why things like that happen. I got a penchant for that type of stuff.... pseudo science they call them. I'm a latent pseudo path.

People take the dumbest crap serious. After you go through a few vehicular explosions and people screaming and dying and burning to death things are silly in this world. People need exposure, they're sheltered like to a crippling degree.

Anyway I said I wasn't going to do this today.


But anyway I'm a new man again after that Irish fire water hit my gut. What a burder off my shoulders. My nerves are back to normal, I just plain and simply cracked the last week and had to come to terms that I am an alcoholic that can go on an atleast 300 day dry spell out of pure jouls.

I've got to go on a dinner scape now... Pizza didn't hold over today... That gluten didn't stick to my bowel tract for weeks to nutritional sustenance.