A cautionary tail for your Mardi Gras season.
I’ve been a bit of a drinker to massively understate it. I know what to do to survive. buuuuuuut… Sometimes you have to relearn the same things you’ve learned before. That’s insanity right?
So I come to… Saturday morning, its pitch black and I’m on the side of the highway.
I’m walking I don’t know where I am, hell right at that moment I don’t know who I am.
I see a light in the distance.
I dont have my camera, my wallet, my phone, my anything.
I have pants a shirt, shoes.
an Apple Watch!
I try and call Someone they are drunk and can’t help…
I’m pretty much screwed.. my battery runs out.
I walk towards a blue light in the distance. A car passes at what was probably 3 maybe 4 thousand, it was flying, I try and hitchhike and nobody is gonna stop, no way.
I must look… not worth it,.. this city.
A hour or so later it’s cold foggy and really long walk.
I get to a hospital, I know they will admit me if I seem to messed up so I just ask for a bathroom.
in the bathroom I boot up my brain and try and figure out what to do now.
I ask for a phone, but who knows numbers anymore.
After I remember my address, I ask the ladies at the counter for a cab.
I tell them I dont have anything.
they get me a ride.
sometimes you eat the bar and sometimes the bar it eats you — man
I wake up dawn’s home, she has my stuff. I vanished in the middle of the night, I can’t be trusted. haha.
whats the take here, the moral, be careful y’all.
And ill see ya for the next round of boozo the clown.
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