So, where were we? I seem to be getting lost already.
oh yeah, Recap.
I had 100 problems (A bitch) which took me to 99 and was down to 98 (ohyeahsorryIfuckingliedIsmokepotonceinawhileoshi-forgotthatbit) which was Drugs being a hard addiction.
So, 97 problems, wow, when did this one come to realisation some may ask?
I'll put the scenario to you:
I'm standing by the window, its freezing cold but I'm thoroughly enjoying a fine Gudang Garam, that now thoroughly and regularily enjoyed head spin occurts and fuck, it hits me
"Lloyd, are you fucking Crazy (I answered yes), the problem before the bitch has been cured after the bitch, YOU have FUCKING DEVELOPED SOMETHING! (something I have struggled with all my life)
YOU CAN NOW EXPRESS YOURSELF IN ONE CLEAN SWOOP!"
I am fucking ecstatic right now, I have finally cured a problem that I have always been haunted with, not being able to explain and express myself in one hit.
I may stumble and return to what once was, I may not, for now, I have 97 Problems and I feel awesome, I'm going to go enjoy another fine Indonesian Cigarette in victory.
I bid you, goodnight with Grand Puba, because, I like it.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
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