Looky how fucking cute I was in the second grade. Even then I didn’t have eyelids (and when I chib aka smoke weed aka smoke my fucking face off you can’t even tell that I’m awake). On the right is my bestie Jon Seaton. He’s a champ chimp. Who knew that we would grow up to do great things. I work at a major motion pitchtah factory, and he finished up a stint for Jeff Koonz (that’s not racist).
This kid was doing blotter acid and E in the 8th grade. He makes DRUGS in Outside Providence look like a bitch. He makes Jimi Hendrix look like a normal person. Don’t get me wrong, Jon is a wonderful addition to society, but I bet the inside of his head looks like a wedge of Swiss cheese.
Anyway, this was Taken on Flag Day. This was before 9/10 and Sarah Palin. JUST KIDDIN’ DURRR it was 9/11. NEVA FORGET EVA.
If I had a dollar for every time we got high in high school and housed a 12er of Krispy Kremes I’d be as dead as Anna Nicole Smith Jarryd.
I DEDICATE THIS POST TO MRS. FEITELBERG WHO DIAGNOSED ME WITH CHILDHOOD ADHD, THE CUNT!
