/ 04-Aug-2017 11:18
This room is highly moderated and inappropriate behavior will not be tolerated.
We had two bags of grass, 75 pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers ... "Because this is a very ominous assignment – with overtones of extreme personal danger. I already had one car, but it was far too small and slow for desert work. What's going on in this country when a scum-sucker like that can get away with sandbagging a doctor of journalism? My attorney saw to that – along with 600 bars of Neutrogena soap that I still have to deliver to Malibu. He will lock his brakes about the same time you lock yours, but it will take him a moment to realize that he's about to make a 180-degree turn at this speed ... Until that moment, I was unaware that I was holding it. but when I looked down and saw that little red/silver evidence-bomb in my hand, I knew I was fucked. Speeding is one thing, but Drunk Driving is quite another. Because we both understood, in that moment, that my Thunder Road, moonshine-bomber act had been totally wasted: We had both scared the piss out of ourselves for nothing at all – because the fact of this beer can in my hand made any argument about "speeding" beside the point. My guilt was so gross and overwhelming that explanations were useless. "You realize," he said, "that it's a crime to ...""Yeah," I said. "I instantly understood what he was telling me, but for some insane reason I shook my head. "I've been awake for too long – three or four nights; I can't even remember.
Copyright © 2004-2016. Published under a omb51.ru.