May 18, 2011

bent snails

dear revealing identities in montebello diary,

somewhere out around my favorite city there is another town they call montebello. it is planted out on the shaky gold coast- my favorite part of our land. i would so much like to go there again with my son and my dad. now i can, omg thank goodness, but i don't want to again post about that, but i am sure i will later- it is one of my favorite topics, SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE and an extra quick 'go to hell.' anyway back to the post at hand you guys, somehow i drifted astray, oh look at that, the word astray looks like ashtray, that is funny. sortof. but sortof not. it is because i need one. i wish it worked like that in real life, you could write of what you need, i would address the paper for a hammer and an ashtray. i told you i needed one. the hammer i would secure in a handy tool belt for all my future hammering needs. i am so tired of using my ladybug rock for a hammer inner for nails and a fork as a puller outer for the ones i bend up with the ladybug rock hammerin them in cuz you never can beat them mother fuckers in straight with a rock painted up like a ladybug. and i never could find out who called me from montebello yesterday either. they should prolly call back.