waking up in the walmart parking lot of las vegas
it's 7:30am. the sun is in full bloom, birds are chirping (this is a lie, birds don't chirp in las vegas, they shoot craps), it's a beautiful day in the desert...
i sit up in the back of my car, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. i'm alive?! i smile, not really surprised, but more grateful to have made it thru the nite without incident. i look around at the traffic already collecting on the streets; the world has started without me.
"alright, time to get the fuck out of vegas!!"
leaving - las vegas
starting mileage - 205859
destination - california??
*ooh! brilliant idea - i should make t-shirts that say, "i spent the night in the walmart parking lot of las vegas, and all i got was this stupid shirt."*
i sit up in the back of my car, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. i'm alive?! i smile, not really surprised, but more grateful to have made it thru the nite without incident. i look around at the traffic already collecting on the streets; the world has started without me.
"alright, time to get the fuck out of vegas!!"
leaving - las vegas
starting mileage - 205859
destination - california??
*ooh! brilliant idea - i should make t-shirts that say, "i spent the night in the walmart parking lot of las vegas, and all i got was this stupid shirt."*
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