July 4, 1776:
America declares War on England.
Stupid Fucks fight Dumb Shits.
It’s a miracle somebody won!
July 4, 1999:
My good friend, Mommacakes, bids a moment of silence, from the 50+ liquored-up, shroomed & twisted Hell-raisers who’d turned out to celebrate her 30th birthday. The party in Full Swing, bonfire ablaze, mood cranked to the highest, fuckin wooHOO denominator — and Mommacakes asks everyone to stand in a circle & be quiet for a minute. So she can sing us a song.
YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE
MY ONLY SUNSHINE
YOU MAKE ME HAPPY
WHEN SKIES ARE GREY
YOU NEVER KNOW DEARS
HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU
PLEASE DON’T TAKE
MY SUNSHINE AWAY!
The Crowd goes wild.
July 4, 2006:
I called my Mom, said ‘Hey — remember when I ran away from home to see the Grateful Dead in Foxboro? Yeah — that was 19 Years Ago Today.’
20 years, basically — that there’s pretty much like, a fucked-up long time ago.
Gulp.
If you weren’t there surely it don’t mean shit. But if you were — yeah, the year someone painted a Steal Your Face on the watertower, 300 feet in the air — all I can say is:
Ain’t the Human Liver the most stupendously resilient friggin thing?
Party On, hippies!!
Live Long & Swerve Agilely.
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