So I guess I turned 21. In the words of my uncle, its just: “kinda one of those things you just have to show up for.” These wise words, coming from a coronel in the air force always rubbed off on me with a sense of bittersweet irony. The fact that he, and the NORAD base that he has most likely top secretly works for (on a pension of course) resides in Colorado has always intrigued me. It seems that such a military friendly state would not be the first one to legalize recreational cannabis. The fact of the matter is I am drunk. And I plan on staying that way for a long time, or at least until someone cards me since I just recently lost my wallet with my id in it 2 days after my 21st birthday. I guess, even if one makes THE KESEL RUN IN 5 PARSECS (see next page)
drunkI guess the most valuable lesson I learned on my 21st birthday is that the House always wins. See I am fortunate enough to come from a middle class white family from the suburbs of Connecticut. Therefore when I turn 21, it is customary for my aging “parental units” to treat me to a night on the town at the local casino. It was a plastic paradise erected on the meager land the white man allotted the original stewards of America after raping and purging their culture from the land they lived in relative harmony with. If only the Columbian exchange had happened when either side of the world had matured a bit more. Instead of exchanging false ideologies, small pox, guns, gold and slaves perhaps they could have exchanged ideas. In my humble opinion, the world is unbalanced because of this. The man with the gun (technology) has conquered the man in harmony with the animal hunted by it. Just turn on the news for ONE DAY. All you see is crisis, a premeditated façade promoted before your eyes that the world is about to end. The sky is falling, or so the say, I read all about it in the ny. Times today. And that’s how they keep u in a perpetual state of fear. I reiterate I am extremely drunk, But sometimes its better to dull your lense on the world then to see it clearly.
I'm sure he'll regret his post. But if this is the stupidest thing he does when he's drunk, he'll be a better man than me!
Yeah, I have to agree with ya. Buuuut, it would have been a better story if he got drunk, lost his money, punched the blackjack dealer, then got tased and thrown out. LOL
hate is the path of the weakminded, and also those that cant shred http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HM0gPmkCYsg
Well T revu lotion, losing your wallet is better than getting your license reinstated and then getting arrested again for the same thing six hours later.......... T revu lotion, I'm beginning to worry that you are going to end up on heroin down the line. Might as well skip that whole oxcy/roxi stage cause it's so much more expensive. But you are showing signs for impending substance abuse issues down-the-line. Remember, sniff don't shoot, and don't trust skanky drug ho's. Stay away from strip clubs when you're coked-up. You'll just get in trouble. Go to the Latino part of the ghetto not the African American section. Trust me. Or you could use this as a lesson and quit drinking and smoking weed all day and night. Join a church and read the Bible(that's what you guys down south do, right?). Psychoactive substance abuse is great at first but just like everything else it eventually stops being fun and becomes bad, T revu Lotion.......it gets bad. OH MY GOD look who showed up !!! It's Jeff VanVonderen, or Jeff Van bon Der Burton as I call, him from A&E's critically acclaimed series, INTERVENTION. Listen T revu Lotion there's a bunch of people here who just love you like crazy................Ok Seldom Seen read your letter to T revu Lotion. Seldom Seen: T revu Lotion your drug use has affected me in the following ways.............we used to have fun on the Swellinfo site but now you are always off doing gravity bongs and drinking Natural Ice. When you do come on Swellinfo you just aren't yourself......PLUS I THINK YOU STOLE $12.50 from my sock drawer the other F$#@ING DAY YOU SOB DRUNK BASTARD !!!!
I didn't loose my ID but someone else did. I'd love to know where it traveled because 2 yrs. later it showed up on the cover of an OBX newspaper in an article about confiscated fake IDs.
funny similar story. I used to work at a Market Basket (NE regional supermarket). Worked there for a couple years. When I was 18 or 19 or so, I was up a a Market Basket in NH trying to buy beer (they don't sell it in supermarkets in MA). My fake id got taken, it sucked, whatever, end of story. So I thought... Maybe like 3 years later, I'm back in the Market Basket I had worked at in Northern MA doing some shopping, and my old deli boss sees me. He's all stoked to see me, we catch up, whatever, and then he says "Man do I have something funny to show you", pauses and reaches in his pocket, and says "wait, how old are you now?" Which obviously creeps me out a bit, like what's in your pocket that is age-restricted man, I don't want to see the snake. Dude pulls out my old fake id from like 3 years prior. Apparently, he worked for a bit in the NH store and they were training him on how to spot fake id's. They're going through a stack of ID's and he spotted mine, took it, and then returned it to me years later. What weirds me out to this day is this: Why the f***, after finding this fake id of his former employee, did he proceed to not just grab it, but KEEP IT IN HIS WALLET, just like hoping to one day run into me again and return the ID to its rightful owner. f-ing weird. Also, for you youngin's out there, Wisconsin State Resident Cards don't make good fake ids.
i grew up in bridgeport bud. there, you don't have a drinking problem till it puts u into the grave, until that point its a drinking solution
