But luckily there where nice bands and guys playing, and at the end all the little drugged kids where doing some synchronal throwing-up sessions.
maandag 3 mei 2010
01-05 My sweet sixteen
Today we would play at Dan’s auto body, some kind of festival, didn’t know what to expect, they warned me before, for little teenagers under influence of alcohol and drugs. As soon as we arrived I thought I was in the middle of a drug edition of my sweet sixteen. Kids screaming for attention and saying bullshit all the time and wasting their lives away. I had a conversation with this guy, which actually ended up nowhere, talked about him who wanna to join the air force, but at the same time he agreed that the missions right now where some kind of bullshit, but at the other side he agreed and then not and then he did, and he asked me if I was more pro Russia or USA. Yeah good luck in the Air Force, with your drinking and drugs problem.
But luckily there where nice bands and guys playing, and at the end all the little drugged kids where doing some synchronal throwing-up sessions.
But luckily there where nice bands and guys playing, and at the end all the little drugged kids where doing some synchronal throwing-up sessions.
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Ik vroeg me al af hoe het met je ging. Staan er ineens 100 nieuwe verhalen op je blog! Maar nu ben ik weer up to date :)
BeantwoordenVerwijderenKlinkt wel allemaal erg chill daar in the USA!
Veel plezier nog timmie!