Sunday, December 9, 2012

chapter 59

My buddy Mitch and I play this game . One climbs on top of the car roof and holds on while the other one drives . We go through the rain forest , fucking around all the way to our private little spot . There Mitch , Drinky and myself go for a swim . We have this other spot , but we were informed that it was infested with  crocodiles .

Point : we have no control , just the illusion of control . People swim in crocodile infested lakes and remain in one piece all the time ; people get killed crossing the street all the time as well .

We are all in a river , and the current takes us where ever in the fuck it wants to . If we like our destination , we will write a book on how it was our idea . If we do not , we blame someone else . Simple .

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