On the day i needed more Sanka..i found i was down to my last cup of coffee crystals...heavy sigh....gonna have to man check this one... Crazy place this shit hole TMS is..trust me fools i dont call it home, dont collect my mail here..dont have it linked to a phone case it should all come apart...lived without it once..got no fucks if it happens again..normally i try to not stray to far of opening my grammar challenged brain on issues that I fairly no little about...but on this day when i rolled out and started checking meters and found myself deleting friends my mind wandered ......wandered from the normal silly eurofucks, numbers, ftp, who won what, who's going where with who and how dam proud they are over stalkable children...koms, instintgrams, muggers, strippers, hookers charlie bronson, rad shit, cocaine n aspirin eating tricked out super models....were are we headed..im not black and your not white..so i am thinking we really dont know what its like right? but gaawd dam its scary to me to let my grey matter drift in that direction...standing in line at the local United States Post Orifice watching 3 out of the four humans staring into there hand held device, its not just there its in the car that red neck broad almost killed T in the same place we first met....and if i can be so bold...its that hagged out helmet-less old skank on that jacked up 7200 riding down the busy suburb street jawwing on one...like gazing into a star filled night, but not realizing we have been staring into the retina destroying sun the whole time...

i dont know fools..originally this rant was gonna be driftin about that ridiculous redneck flag situation we got going on but i aint consumed enough caffeine to fully drift  over those hate filled waves of utter racist bullshit...but for now...ill leave you with this..if that little bowl cut bastards skin was a different color there woulda been a bullet riddin shoot out instead of a friendly vest walkout..


just sayin