The Full Hot Orator (wickedflea) wrote,
The Full Hot Orator
wickedflea

scottowels for the soul

Man, I woke up from a scrange dream. I was walking through New Haven, and I had a confrontation on a street corner with some weird old white dude. We were calling each other all kinds of rude shit, and I ended up pulling out some electric hair clippers and screaming at him that I'd shave his goddamn head.

After scaring the old coot away, I continued on to my intended destination--a CHURCH. I had a wet paper towel, and I had the idea that i was supposed to go in and perform some sort of rite with it--but I had no idea what. And of course, when I got inside, there was a freaking wedding going on. And there I was amongst a whole bunch of folks I didn't even know, wondering what the fuck I was supposed to do with the wet paper towel.
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