So i woke up... because i was sleeping... so i layed there thinking as i always do wen my mind wonderz... the light shining thro my drapes.. reached over to check my time.. time to get up an inspect the rig... as im gettin dressed... my tummy caught my attention... so i sat on the driver seat.. trying to translate what my tummy wanted... i tot of chips..then i tot well next town is 1-1/2hrz away an gonna need to stop for fuel anyway... rememebrin their menu.. in new liskeard... an then started thinkin well theres a wal-mart there as well i should just stock up for the road... bit then id have to pull in to walmart parking lot..an sometimes easyer said then done will 53foot of ass behind you... another poke from the tummy as if to say yo.... looked at my clock again.. dam 1hr to kill before i can move this load... an then i lit a smoke to try an settle old tummy for a few more minutes... i know he hasnt had anything in the last 12hrs.. i reached down to my cooler..stared at my jam an butter... i whisper to myself.. i need to borrow a oven next time of so i can make banuk for the road..yummy speaks up yup u dummy.... i slow step down from my throne... walk around my moving fortress..all tirez are still on..marker lite clean.. no change from the last inspection... all is good.. then it happens...... my tummy has somehow gotten my brain to start thinkin of food... .. .. so here i sit now..beaten...will power gone.. tryin to justify that i deserve a good meal now n then..... frosted flakes cant be the order of the day...everyday..(tip..if u place frosted flaks in cooled.. they feel crispyer)... so im here startin down at my fries.... feeling guilty... at the end of this.... it nothing but a fat kid problum... hows ur day??
Posted on: Thu, 09 Oct 2014 19:34:36 +0000
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