A rough day at work...



Well slow day at work. to say the least...


The hobart claims another victim

Too bad there isn't a PIZZA MAKERS magazine, cuz this would easily make the cover

Break time...

More sittin around, while checking the ovens

Come home, find bearded jon passed out on my bed



Its a rough life i lead......

So anyways,

Drunk people have been playing on my computer all day. I get home, my room smells like a million farts, mixed with some shit, and then shoved up a dead bums asshole. Goddamn.

Things I would damn, if I didn't love them so much:
Drunk friends
Cell phones
Cars
Pizza
Alcohal
Nicotine
Women
80's music


Damn, i think im headed for about 400 differant kinds of cancers at this point.
Oh well
Die Young Stay Pretty

Band practice tomarrow, gotta rest so I can belt out those radass melodies.

MUCH LUV
SLEDG

ps. oh and I meant what I said in my last post....
No matter how out of context and wierd it might of seemed......

Doesn't Anyone like Pizza Anymore?

ian

Wednesday 28 January 2004 at 11:10 pm

One comment

After seeing colorful spiraling chunks of barbecued chicken pizza explode out of my mouth into the toilet after a wild night on methadone, pizza just isn't the same anymore.
Jessi
Wednesday 28 January 2004 at 11:10 pm

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