Saturday, June 11, 2005

Confused. Orange hat.

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Originally uploaded by Jorge Ragtime.
There I was, stumbling down the avenue and desperately trying to remember where I'd misplaced the bar. God damn it I love bowling. It's really the only gentleman's game left now that dueling has been outlawed. And why the fuck should they care that I'm wearing an orange hat? They can all go fuck themselves. And if that bouncer says one word about my orange hat I'm going to aim it at his eye. This is my night.

Later on as I played pool, I thought I could sense a young girl glaring at the hat and I ran out to the street and hailed a cab. The interior doesn't match my hat but you can't win every time. I think I'm going to reevaluate my life in the morning.

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