Today is a beautiful day (To do a massive amout of Cocaine)

It’s days like this I wish I weren’t at work. Partly Cloudy and 70 degrees, an ever-so-slight breeze. The sweet smell of spring in the air. Absolutly beautiful.

Man, if I weren’t at work, I’d do a shit-load of cocaine. I’m talking a massive week long coke bender. It’ll be like the fucking Alps going up my nose.

Some people like to grill out on days like today. Or take the kids to the park to play catch. Some people go camping or fishing. But me? I cut out 10 or 15 lines of angie and ride that crazy train straight to Belushiville.

Don’t get me wrong. Crack is great. I’ll smoke rock all damn day. Or Weed. I love smack too. Fuck, I’ll do them all. I’ll light up a fuckin bazooka. But for my money, it doesn’t get any better than good ol’ fashion powdery cola.

If I wasn’t stuck at this damn desk all day I’d be POUNDING happy trails until I started bleeding out of my god damn eyes. God it’s beautiful outside.