Not the regular Saturday Part l
Posted: March 14th, 2009, 1:11 pm
Its annoying how you always gotta to stuff with the kids in the weekends. When I was young (…) we where always outside doing shit with the other kids in the street. My mom had to come and get me from the football field at night in the fucking dark.
Today you have to drag’em away from some plasma screen and fucking cut the Playstation control wires of their fucking arms!
Fucking gets to me, man. So I do shit with the kid every now and then. But today I felt like doing some other shit for myself. I got business to, you know. I’m just a regular guy. I’m no better than anybody else.
And so I said to him: today, captn, we’re going on vacation!
So I took him to this travel agency down at the square.
But first we had to find out where to go on this vacation. the book store.
The book store was crowded. 20-25 people.
- Here’s the travel books” I said. Pick one.
- ok. He said. As if it this musta been the sane way to choose your hollidays.
I locked my fingers over his eyes. butterflyes in my hand. His arm instantly rose like German salami and then started off circulating hes wrist with a pointed beak.
Today you have to drag’em away from some plasma screen and fucking cut the Playstation control wires of their fucking arms!
Fucking gets to me, man. So I do shit with the kid every now and then. But today I felt like doing some other shit for myself. I got business to, you know. I’m just a regular guy. I’m no better than anybody else.
And so I said to him: today, captn, we’re going on vacation!
So I took him to this travel agency down at the square.
But first we had to find out where to go on this vacation. the book store.
The book store was crowded. 20-25 people.
- Here’s the travel books” I said. Pick one.
- ok. He said. As if it this musta been the sane way to choose your hollidays.
I locked my fingers over his eyes. butterflyes in my hand. His arm instantly rose like German salami and then started off circulating hes wrist with a pointed beak.