I want to write back and be all, "DUDE I KNOW! It seems like EVERY TIME the DA wants to throw me in jail (which is all the time), it's just because I hit a pothole. If it weren't for those dang potholes, I could TOTALLY get high on my meds, drive around town, and no one would ever notice! I mean what's UP WITH THAT?! Can't the city respect an honest bum who wants to take a few pills? Life's SO not fair!""What's Up? ...More and more people are stressed-out... More and more pot holes. Hit a pot hole and cause an accident and because you are taking doctor prescribed meds the DA wants to put you in prision. Hey, what's up?"
Everybody's a victim.
In his defense. The potholes around this town are not potholes. I've never seen an asteroid hit earth, BUT if I did, and I lived to describe the wreckage... I'm pretty sure our potholes would still be bigger than the dent the asteroid left behind.
Moral of the story: If you're going to pop pills on a joy ride, at least roll the dice in a newer part of town. They've got the *real fancy like* concrete roads out there. Fewer potholes.

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