boywell i'm sitting here sweating like aunt lou baking biscuits i'm enjoying some mighty fine whiskey but i think it's time for some jaeger --- that's 3 dashes here's 4 ---- me and my brother ate crack-barrel tonight i didn't feel so good afterwoods (i like the way i spelled that) but it tasted allright it's my opinion that if you can stay away from the stupid golf tee game for long enough, you can find at least one decent looking waitress at a cracker barrel and then slap yourself for thinking about cracker barrel servers --- that reminds me one time, about 7 or 8 yrs ago i took a decent amount of acid and i ended up at a waffle house with a box of lucky charms and the biggest fucking pupils ever there was this skinny waitress named brandy that always waited on me and the gang (from work) she came up to me and she said -i think you need some milk she emerged with some milk and some orange juice VITAMIN C!!! she knew at that moment i wanted to marry her we talked for hours as i descended from my madness a fond memory but not fer the kiddies
Chad Hubbard lives in Alabama You can visit him online at MySpace.
Last update : 15-10-2007 05:00
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