Dear guy on SCADATLANTA radio
you just played 7 years, some song, and then G.I.N.A.S.F.S and then you signed off and ignored my phone call.
JUST GET BACK ON THE AIR AND MARRY ME PLEASE.
And as I sat in the back of the car trying to wash out the taste of vomit in my mouth and stop myself from shaking, I wondered, is this what it feels like to be Conor Oberst?
Me, after the accident last night.
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Recap of last night:
- “I’m going to stick to my persona of not singing because it seems to be working well for me”
- “We smoke….BLUNT AFTER BLUNT AFTER BLUNT AFTER BLUNT”
- Anthony Green almost spit on me.
- Making up a song about how I really need a restraining order put against me by Conor Oberst / Alex DeLeon
- I threw up infront one of the tech guys, later as I tried to wash the taste of vomit from my mouth, I wondered….”Is this what it feels like to be Conor Oberst?”
- Wintson: “Everybody has a price for sex….everybody can be bought.”
- I WILL BITE OFF YOUR PENIS.
- Singing Take It Easy in the car while Winston fucking swerved all over the highway.
- “Whoever stole my sister’s shit, you will burn in hell.”
- Winston throwing his sweet stinky weed over the parking deck when we had to call the cops.
- Me: “I’m going to throw up.” Police Officer: “Oh…please don’t.”
and thennnnnn anthony green and his child walked by and I justs stared at my sister for reassurance.
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