Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving, oh the irony! We are celebrating some bogus commercial holiday because the american people have a need to be excused to get fatter than they already are. Pshhhh. Let's see now... we are taught early on that this holiday is inspired by indians and pilgrims getting together. They throw in some random facts like some shit about an effin plymouth rock. When we were in first grade we would parade around in little hats made of out of construction paper and abnormal multi-colored feathers. Pink, what kind of bird has hott pink feathers. Where's the political accuracy? Hotdamn!
Screw Lincoln. He was just an ironic, coincidental, contradicting, take your pick, man. Free the slaves, my ass, he owned slaves. He didn't give jack diddly squat what happened to them, he probably supported freeing them for some self-righteous movement. Hey! I freed the slaves! I'm going to heaven now because I am good man. Shut the fuck up.
Now that my ranting of Thanksgiving is over, I'd actually like to say that it was a nice week. My brother came down last saturday and my sister came down on tuesday. I actually had friends up here! Go me! I wasn't alone anyway and that's what mattered the most.
We dropped them off at the train station today and I held my breath as I watched them walk away. I felt a tender tear roll down my cheek and it froze there as I plucked it off. Damn Chicago weater. It's like an icebox up here. I just miss them a lot but fuck it right? Whatever. I'll see them in about a month so quit your bitchin', May.
Update: I'm fat as hell. No joke. I looked in the mirror the other day and I like shit my pants because I looked like a damn 'dumpling'. Shit...I'm hongry again.
What can I say, we is hongry
~2fast, 2furious
Sorry, that part made me crack up.
Well, I'm going to get myself fatter so I look straight up 'American' and then I'll go parade around in my underwear flashing everyone because I'm going to get drunk. Not!
Bye folks. Hope you had a great Thanksgiving. So give some damn thanks.