The sky has been blue. The air has been crisp and clean. I met a russian in the elevator. My dog ran off and my woman threw me out. I ran out of money and my truck broke down. There's tears in my beer and the bank's coming for the farm. The children are going to sleep hungry, all six of em, Jethro, Maxwella, Luanne, Llewellyn, Ethel, Opal, and Margarita. I'd go get drunk at the honkey tonk, but the tractor's broke down too and I'm out of money for gas.
I went to the bridge cause skating is free. CL and JP were there, and a bunch of other dudes I don't know that well, but they were friendly enough. One of those guys, I'll call him Stripey, learned *****s on the rail, then was about to get some *****s, but the lights went out. I'm not usually jealous of other people's progress. It's fun to see anyone get it done, regardless of respective ability. Anyway, this kid can learn a trick in a night, and then make it 75% of the time. Him and his homies had some upstepped flatground game too.
I tried to ***** the lil pad with JP and I got my other basics, including the ton on *****-**s and *******s. I went home just before lights out because sometimes you just cain't handle the dark.
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