Day Two Hundred Twenty
Confidential: A huge meteorite is about to hit the earth, blasting it into smithereens. The world's main governments left weeks ago for a secret base on Pluto, leaving their lookalikes to keep the populace placid. Only owners of the book are allowed to be in the know, so please keep this information to your self.
I feel obligated to tell all of you. According to the book, there are four ways to react: Go on the Rampage, Have Sex with Everyone, Prepare for the Afterlife, or Sit in front of the TV in Numbed Disbelief.
I am going to be doing a little of each of the first two. Feel free to join. I've also just opened several new credit card accounts, and in a few minutes I going to drop some Acid and go to work on a keg of PBR. Tomorrow, when I come down, I think I'll run around Wal-Mart wielding a sledge hammer then hit the bars and proposition every woman I see. I haven't planned out the last two days, but I intend to make Jim Morrison's wild years look like nursery school. See you on the other side...
posted by MDC @ 20:28
3 Comments:
is it me, or can the first three options be done simultaneously? oh, and what bars will you be hitting so i can be there? hahaha.
I want to know what bars you'll be in, so I can stay away.I never did find Jim Morrison attractive.
But hold the fort - wasn't the end of the world supposed to be on the 6/6/06?? You're too late!!
whether he was attractive or not, Jim Morrison knew how to party. And 6/6/6 was way too obvious. The Satan I knew growing up in parochial school was far too devious to do that. He also had a sweet mowhawk and wore Vision Streetwear canvas shoes.
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