sunday sunday sunday.

listening to a little fleetwood mac.
possibly in the top five greatest band of all-time category.

good sunday morning music.

try it with a cup of coffee and a fattie.

or "you can go your own way".

or not.

welcome to my church service.

it's okra's birthday. i mean oprah.
i sent her a five dollar gift certificate to whataburger.

i was trying to get the weed smell out of the car last night and i decided to leave a whataburger with cheese in there overnight. it worked wonders.

i saw two cops this morning at the quick trip. they must have weighed 800 lbs. combined.

i remember thinking that if i shaved my head into a crew cut and grew a goutee and wore oakley sunglasses that i would look just like a cop. i bet i could have outrun those two fatasses though.

then i bought a donut.

fuck the police,

scott