Man I saw a woman today while I was waiting at the doctors office. Yes, it seems I am falling apart so I was prescribed vicotin. Moving on-I saw a woman while I was walking to the car with my promise of hard drugs in hand signed by the man. She was tall and walked as if she were stepping over little puddles one after the other. She had shinny black boots up to the knees and spikes for shoes. As she walked by me there was an air of darkness. I had terrible thoughts of purple monkeys doing my taxes and I had somehow acquired a third foot which made walking a new and exciting experience. Bad news the entire way around the park she was. I would rather find pleasure in having someone cover me with glue and just leave me there, glued, to the panneling of a barn in Iowa midsummer while animals say to themselves,"This dude, he has issues man, real issues."
