1. Monday, August 13, 2012

    drank heavily on friday 


    so much so i was recovering all of saturday pretty much.

    sometime around 5pm saturday i realized that it was still

    100 degrees in hollywood and i would like some ice cream

    but for some reason my home had no ice cream.

    i looked in the freezer and said whos freezer are you

    for if you were truly tony pierce’s youd have a variety of frozen treats

    up in hurr.

    the wide selection of pops in the fridge agreed.

    a portion of sunday was dedicated to rectifying that situation

    and the ones in the cupboards

    and vaults.