I was imagining myself having a seizure or asthma attack or something. Something that would make me non-responsive. Like - the death part of the life or death situation. And I would have a medical examiner’s card on me or some type of flashing sensor around my neck that would read….
In case of emergency, plug headphones into ears firmly and play any variation of Steve Reich, Philip Glass, or Terry Riley.
And if it happened at my job, I wouldn’t want them to find that sensor.
I’d hate to be resuscitated and open my eyes to those fucktard ass cunt faces.
- You ever just want a dick in your mouth? Me neither.
- Mother’s Day weekend is here. Sunday is gonna be awesome.
- Trix & Cap’N Crunch - please & thank you.
- Got so drunk last night I forgot to tell you about it.
- Did you know that on the new ‘11 MTA coaches, 0-12mph are all battery operated, then it switches to diesel until it gets to 30 or something. From there it’s a combination of diesel and battery powered. YAY Hybrid vehicles.
- Anything above 50 will trigger a bomb and if the bus goes below 50 mph….well
Enjoy your fucking weekend.