Monday, January 16, 2012
you might wonder what this cryptic collection of random pictures is about..but..they arent random..they actually tell the story of my monday....since a few days i have a voice chord infection..which isnt that horrible dramatic as it sounds like...BUT..i m limited to 20 sentences a day...unless i wanna harm or loose my voice ..well..you guys dont know my voice..but i do..and i like to keep it...which is a bit hard..it took me already about 50 sentences to explain my dr that i can not live on 20 sentences a day...and today when i crawled out of my cave my cousin looked and said: shut up..you already talked yesterday for 4 days...
so..i had to go out into the city today....where a random lil fat child asked me if i can breakdance....breakdance..me! do i look like if i can breakdance!! i can break your legs i growled with my almost non existend voice...what did you sayyy? the kid looked with a blank expression..what did you say? i can not heeeear you
on i went.....and when i thought it couldnt get any worse...i passeda drunken, homeless man..who was wearung a santa hat...and he waved with his penis at me..like if it was a flagg....while he was peeing!
and you wonder why i dont like mondays???