SHORTY OVER THE PHONE.I dunno. It isn’t bad, I suppose. But if that’s what it takes to make the grade, I think I'd rather smile and take the F.
SHORTY ASKED ME IF I COULD GET SOME COKE.
1/2 KILO.
I DID NOT KNOW.
BUT I KNOW SOMEONE
BUT NOT PERSONALLY.
THIS WAS A B/M THAT SOLD IT TO ME.
I GOT THE COKE AT GIANT PKING LOT.
I GO TO HOUSE.
SHORTY TOLD ME HE
WAS THERE + I WAS GOING TO GIVE IT
TO SHORTY.
I WENT TO HOUSE
+ I WAS GOING TO GIVE
COKE TO B/M
SHORTY CALLS ME BACK
+ SAYS I’M RIGHT HERE.
I COME BACK AND GO TO HOUSE.
20090113
Literary Comparison
I was thinking about Porn Star’s comments to me; you know, how I’m stupid, and my writing sucks -- that stuff. So I can’t do anything about the former, like Ron White says “You can’t fix stupid. There’s not a pill you can take; there’s not a class you can go to. Stupid is forever.” However I thought if I wrote more like the Jefferson Area Drug Enforcement Task Force Officers do, it’d perhaps be a way to improve the latter.
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