Jesus christ I hope that whatever had soaked the bottom bun of the steak, egg, and cheese bagel I just ate wasn't the anti-freeze that spilled in the van.
Got up at 8 30 in the morning today. Had to move the van since there's a block party on the block where I parked van, lest I get a parking ticket, or worse, get the fucking thing towed. I threw on the nikes, sans socks, asked my mom if she wanted anything to eat and split. As I was walking out the back door I wasn't sure if I looked cool or like a scumbug. Black dickie's jeans, small hole on the right knee; harley davidson shirt, the really old one with the eagle on it; of course, the black and neon green nikes. Yeah no socks.
The last 2 times I've had a few drinks I have started off with a beer and a shot of whiskey. It's either a fine way to start an evening, or a path to madness. Nothing very exciting last night. Mainly because I decided to take the van, sobriety is a major ingredient of sanity you know.
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Antifreeze is actually pretty lethal even if you don't down half a bottle so let's hope it was delicious artery clogging grease you just swallowed. How do I know these antifreeze facts? I've dedicated my life to watching true crime documentaries. Laugh now but when you need to know if you're dead or dying, you'll wish I was there.
i think it was some sort of cleaner
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