this guy left the weed store and stood in front of me as we waited for the stop light to change
as he stood there i could smell the familiar aroma. but this was extremely strong.
the light changed and we walked past the hospital, past the ronald mcdonald house
past the chinese restaurant which just happened to have its grease can open for the kids
and it turned out dude was headed where i was headed, mcdonalds
and in the mcdonalds were two LAPD officers waiting for their food
and the dude ordered. and then i ordered. and then i looked at the cops.
and they looked at the dude and i was all, they must smell what i smell.
and maybe they did, but they didnt do anything.
they just got their lunch, walked out to the parking lot
and drove out into the streets of silver lake
to fight crime.
ugly kid joe was not the best band in isla vista
in fact they werent even the best metal band in isla vista
there was indica, bad neighbor,
if mons pubis wanted to really go in that direction
they woulda been a better metal band than ugly kid joe too.
and i would say, without those other bands,
ugly kid joe wouldn’ta even done it in isla vista
because there wouldnta been a scene
there wouldnta been fans
and the cops would have shut their ass down.
with stuff like “we dont play that kinda music that loud in these parts.”
people like to vibe off each other.
im very happy we had ugly kid joe.
the aftertaste of a once mighty brew.
they were all
PLEASE DO NOT TELL ME THAT YOU STOLE THE CREDIT CARD AND BOUGHT
i was like, i have never even seen that thermometer, i have no clue what you’re talking about
they were all
and i hung up.
and now they are knocking on my door.