I had a crush on the homecoming queen when I was like 17 or 18, I think I was a senior in high-school. She was really nice she was a Christian, she was in the Fellowship of Christian Athletes they were very clean; and she sat next to me in drivers education class on Saturday morning. We had to get up really ****ing early and go. They had this folder they brought out. It was a manila folder and they said, "All right kids, you're about to get your drivers license." This was like the last day of the class ya know and they handed us this ****ing envelope and laid it out on the ****ing desk. So they said, "All right kids check this out, tomorrow you go get your drivers license congratulations you passed. I just want to show you your possible future."
So, I'm sitting next to the homecoming queen who I was so in love with I would like steal her pencil just to smell it. I remember sitting next to her and when the envelope came to us she was like, "I'm scared will you look at it with me?" So we looked at it together. And it was a group of oh, I don't know maybe 15 large glossy photos of you know, a child that had been disemboweled after being thrown from a car. A guy who took LSD on October 31, 1992 after a dance concert at The Masquerade and jumped off the overpass at North Avenue and all that was left the picture was just of a tennis shoe full of like jell. It looked like a tennis shoe full of food, you know like cream, pink. And we said, "What is this?" And they were all, "Oh, that's all that was left of his body. After he got run over by 25 semi's, nobody knew what was in the middle of the road they just ran over it.
The worst was a woman that ... I don't know why the **** they told us these stories when we were 17 years old. A woman had just ****ing, she had just put her kids in a mini-van right, because her husband was abusing her. She packed her kids up and some of her belongings and she was desperate to get away. So she was driving and apparently the husband was behind them speeding in a truck and he was drunk and the father chased the family and ran them off the guard rail, and then he went off the guard rail. And the woman was pregnant and when she busted open ... and they showed the little kids too they had been decapitated and mutilated.
I guess I mean, I don't know why did I spend 30 minutes talking about this stuff? It's because that's a horror and a panic and a sickness you know, that people have on file. And I guess that ****, I mean Flagstaff exists as a sort of vision of the worst scenario. I don't know what it is, I'm not trying to say it's this or that, but there's just something about it where this is the end of it all you know? Then it just goes into this accidental sound collage. Which I feel like is just meant to be some kind of therapy after all this horror.
I had a crush on the homecoming queen when I was like 17 or 18, I think I was a senior in high-school. She was really nice she was a Christian, she was in the Fellowship of Christian Athletes they were very clean; and she sat next to me in drivers education class on Saturday morning. We had to get up really ****ing early and go. They had this folder they brought out. It was a manila folder and they said, "All right kids, you're about to get your drivers license." This was like the last day of the class ya know and they handed us this ****ing envelope and laid it out on the ****ing desk. So they said, "All right kids check this out, tomorrow you go get your drivers license congratulations you passed. I just want to show you your possible future."
So, I'm sitting next to the homecoming queen who I was so in love with I would like steal her pencil just to smell it. I remember sitting next to her and when the envelope came to us she was like, "I'm scared will you look at it with me?" So we looked at it together. And it was a group of oh, I don't know maybe 15 large glossy photos of you know, a child that had been disemboweled after being thrown from a car. A guy who took LSD on October 31, 1992 after a dance concert at The Masquerade and jumped off the overpass at North Avenue and all that was left the picture was just of a tennis shoe full of like jell. It looked like a tennis shoe full of food, you know like cream, pink. And we said, "What is this?" And they were all, "Oh, that's all that was left of his body. After he got run over by 25 semi's, nobody knew what was in the middle of the road they just ran over it.
The worst was a woman that ... I don't know why the **** they told us these stories when we were 17 years old. A woman had just ****ing, she had just put her kids in a mini-van right, because her husband was abusing her. She packed her kids up and some of her belongings and she was desperate to get away. So she was driving and apparently the husband was behind them speeding in a truck and he was drunk and the father chased the family and ran them off the guard rail, and then he went off the guard rail. And the woman was pregnant and when she busted open ... and they showed the little kids too they had been decapitated and mutilated.
I guess I mean, I don't know why did I spend 30 minutes talking about this stuff? It's because that's a horror and a panic and a sickness you know, that people have on file. And I guess that ****, I mean Flagstaff exists as a sort of vision of the worst scenario. I don't know what it is, I'm not trying to say it's this or that, but there's just something about it where this is the end of it all you know? Then it just goes into this accidental sound collage. Which I feel like is just meant to be some kind of therapy after all this horror. I whistled for a cab, and when it came near, the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror.
I had intercourse with an indian girl a long time ago. But it was only possible because it was dark and because i was quite drunk - she had pretty unappetizing levels of hairiness on her arms and around the general taint area.
Jesus was a Capricorn; he ate organic food. He believed in peace and love and never wore no shoes. Long hair, beard, and sandals, and a funky bunch of friends.
my gosh folks, he's going for four pieces of gum! that's right, you heard it, FOUR pieces of gum! my gosh folks that's gotta be some kinda folk county record if you ask me folks.