it's weird because i didn't expect it. i'm taking this upholstery class because i'm old and lame. on the up side, it's full of retirees and the legally insane.
yesterday william, the 'former' crackhead who looks like he's made of clay, freaked the fuck out. just fucking lost it. talking to himself (more than normal), sang two lines of old rugged cross over and over for and hour, etc. finally our pussy ass teacher (who looks like a broke ass ceaser romero)called security who called the cops. all the while i'm thinking 'fuck, i'm gonna die covered in thread'. |
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