MMMMMMM.
There is nothing like that second slice of Night Tripper from Two Boots Pizza you didn’t need to buy while you were drunk last night but did anyway and ended up having to take it to Origami Records’ Record Club and guard it like a dog while you yell at people for casual conversation over good music for breakfast in the morning.
NOMZ FOR DAYZ!
Soooo glad I had that shot of whiskey before we went out!
If it hadn’t been for that shot,
I would have had some wits about me
& only ordered one slice (as my actual hunger called for)
& then I would be shit out of luck for this whole
pizza in Dudefriend’s bed with his weed thing I got going.
Which, I feel like is a pretty epic way to start your day if you don’t have to get up & go like, put on a Verizon Wireless polo on & go deal with pissed off customers bitching about their Samsung Knacks.
Although, I just don’t see the people with Samsung Knacks having “real world” problems. It’s not like they’re freaking the fuck out because their Droid deleted their work emails and now some Michael Douglas-esque market merger is destroyed or the WordPress app on their Blackberry is a useless piece of shit that wastes their time.
They probably can’t, like, set the date or something.
Hm.
Samsung Knacks…
[strokes chin]
I want to meet these people.
