Wednesday, March 21, 2007

We will fight in the shade....

I opened the front door to greet the birth of the day. I stepped on the front porch and the welcome mat started screaming at me in a thick mexican accent. It pissed me off so I kicked it into the street. Japanese scavenger beetles quickly scarfed up the remains to make paper goods and malignant tumors to sell at the market, everybody needs to make a buck. I continued down the steps and proceeded to my axe wound of a car. Apparently I made her mad and she didn't want to take me anywhere. So she went back to bed. Fuck it, I'll walk. I started double-timing it down the street. Roving packs of police werewolves were patroling the streets just looking to start some shit. It's been a quiet a morning. Somewhere children were just waking up to head off to school, couples straining to rise for work. I hate it here.

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