weeds for lunch

we're all in the gutter,
but some of us are looking at the stars.

dS

Beth and I wake up in an old house, cluttered with antiques. Ballerina slippers, old mirrors. She’s convinced that the stuff in the house dates back to god knows when, and then we find a closet full of video games. Super Nintendo. Couldn’t be that old now, could it. We hear voices coming from upstairs, seems like a bunch of rowdy dudes. We go upstairs, slowly, to check it out and sure enough it is. A bunch of dudes orgasming over football or something. Once they see us it’s all over, though. They do everything in their power to convince us to smoke a joint and play video games. There is a tacit agreement between beth and I, and we sit down. We smoke and play, and then I get a migraine. A killer fucking migraine, so bad that I’m on the floor convulsing. One of the guys takes me to the bathroom and tells me to leave. They were planning horrible things after the drugs set in.

I guess I’m not really the hero type.

Sorry Beth<3