Friday, November 01, 2002


Yes, there was a rickety old farm house.
Yes, there were animals looking into the pane-less windows, especially a cow.
Yes, there was the disgusting hamburger you speak of that also sat in the trunk of somebody's car all afteroon before we pulled it out and tried to make hamburgers. It was VERY warm and wouldn't stick together enough to make patties. Franky's mom, Frau Spangler, who was snot drunk and running around with a switchblade (all night people were coming up to me saying "Dude, did you know there's some German woman running around here with a switchblade?") whipped up a tomato sauce and suggested we make sloppy joes! As far as I remember, nobody ate one except me and Roland ( who ate two).

I wonder if we lived.

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