In Your Own Time
Last night LMD came over after her feeble attempts at workingout at her club. We went to this place that was femes for mee sua with chicken/pig spare offal. As I had no fancy for animal spare parts, I order a large bottle of beer while LMD ate hers. The woman ate rather fast, so I was forced to swig down the whole bottle in record time.
After that we went for roti prata, so I could have something to eat. The effects of the beer took their toll on me (I am a bad drinker). Suddenly a Lamborghini pulled up and parked by the road. An old man emerged with his girlfriend who looked young enough to be his daughter.
Shortly after we left, and LMD asked me inside the car why I didn’t diss the old man off like the last time I got high.
The answer is because my house is only 500 meters away. Too close for comfort.
And then I didnt get any studying done because I was high and collapsed into bed as soon as I got home. Shit!
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