Well here I go.
10 years ago:
Moved out of my Uncles Trailer, 2 months after I got my own trailer it was repoed, Had a 83' Chevette.
Not working..
Chicks were diggin me more then ever with my rock star moves and my resemblance to Lemmy from Motorhead (just the ears).
Started my band "Vomit Breath" with some guys from the neighborhood.
5 years ago:
Tried moving out again, since 2 months after I got my own trailer it was repoed. My Uncle was sad but she got used to me living Across the street with his ex wife.
Odd jobs, mainly at McDonalds.
"Vomit Breath" was still working at getting some instruments so we could jam.
Chix still dug me, mainly the girls at the High School down the street. I still had my Lemmy looks.
One year ago:
Caught Willie trying to steal my Chevette. Been friends ever since.
Not Working
"Vomit Breath became a mere memory.
The beer belly I have developed, and the loss of hair makes me more of a Mike Reno. So I am the Loverboy.
Yesterday.
Laid in bed till about 4ish. Scratched my balls, ate some left over Chinese. Drank a 6er of Miller. Rocked out to some Skid Row. I whacked it before bed, o ya I whacked it.. That is about it.
I hope you all feel a little closer to me, you have taken a peek into the amazing life of the mighty Craptastical.
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