Thursday, March 11, 2004

Oh, and some Bosnian Gino's Pizza employee punched my dad in the forehead after flailing shoe boxes all over the rat-infested parking lot alley (home of the sleeping hobo my dad tried to wake up, but then thought the man was decapitated, then realised whoops! false alarm, he was only mudcaked, drunk and covered in feces.)

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