Got a gibson

Yeah.

That's right.

I got a Gibson Les Paul.

It sounds frickin' sweet, too.

Notebooks

Why is every other drawing in any notebook of a cup of coffee?

Seriously.

Anyone?

Stories

Stories.

I've got a few.
I don't let them go too easy.
I want them for myself.

I should write them down, changing the names of the guilty. Making shit up so they sound more interesting.


Of course, you'll never know when I'm being real and when I'm not.

All part of the adventure.



'Till next time...

Wait, Already...

Seriously!
What the fuck?!

There are three of your eighteen pages printed, and you pull them out and say "this isn't working! This isn't my whole document"!

Meanwhile, its still printing.
The rest of your pages are bumping into your stupid fingers as you yank yet another sheaf out.

WAIT  FOR IT you Dumbfuck!


But anyway...





Have a nice day.

What the Hell, Man...

Yeah. that's right.
What the hell.

What am I doing here, and what are you doing reading this.
This isn't for you.


nevermind.

Couldn't have gone better.



See you next time.

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Happy birthday world.
It's a boy!