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A charter bus pulled just pulled up outside my house. And even from down the long driveway I can hear all those people talking. Why is there a charter tourist bus on my street? Why are the people milling around? Why is there a lady with reindeer antlers on? They're carrollers. And they're all drinking. They're cheering and singing. A bus load of drunk carrollers just pulled up in front of my house and offloaded them in the street.




Why does something always happen in my day to remind me that my reality is broken?

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dlbags
Dec. 14th, 2001 06:49 pm (UTC)
you have all the fun.
mjfgates
Dec. 14th, 2001 07:10 pm (UTC)
Go vomit on their shoes. It's the only thing to do.
luvrhino
Dec. 14th, 2001 08:24 pm (UTC)
Please tell me you have all four of your children in therapy. I don't care if your youngest crotchfruit is only a baby, i think that a preemptive strike for mental health is called for considering it's being reared by Father Gates.

Concernedly,
ken
mjfgates
Dec. 14th, 2001 11:58 pm (UTC)
Nope. It'd spoil the fun.
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