Oh oh here is the weirdest thing, night before last I had a dream, I was with a person I haven't seen in over 35 years, we were leaving a jewish wedding, he had a bowl and lit it just as a patrol car cruised past, then offered it to me, I waved him of and said No, No, No.
I got busted anyway!
Someone is stalking me though, the cops knew my truck and my name before ever talking to me. If I hadn't stopped to get shit for dinner it's wouldn't have been shit.
Someone was following me though. And they must have been pissed off because I never break 30 mph in town. Unless on the freeway, then 45 is tops. 15 in the neighborhood.
« Last Edit: September 09, 2011, 12:23:44 AM by Tru »
And where were you while the cat was away, making like a mouse?