“The Night”

“Welcome to the dark side full of light! Thats the night in every city of repute, more light then heaven and hell combined, everything is lit the hell up!

Purgatory for old smokeies but wonder land for you and your wife crystal, such a shame the night is for everyone, not just the few who are preyed upon by society!

So many people missing, but there is Norm, as regular as he will ever be. Walk into our open air bar and get cheers, wished a happy journey and leaves us all wondering what really hold that particular barstool up!

We are all in our hay days, the golden years if you must as this is the beginning of a new era and new sagas. I’d rather write tonight that is my graveyard shift. It’s to big a thrill now but where is that bottom bitch with my princess mary!”

Wrote this a few days ago it’s mostly me pissed of cause no ones selling any good weed at night no more, as if i am waking up people more important then this town up to teach it some act right, I had so many complaints from tourist last night about the state of marijuana in this town that it’s sick and no you guys are not busting the herb shops in town. I may turn my nose up at them but thats because i don’t pay pencil dick middle class men to smoke, they are the only ones dumb enough to think herb is actually worth $10 a gram which explains why california is so fucking stupid right now!

now onto the good stuff i’ll post a few up because i got a great response for them! ugg work eh? haha it don’t feel like work. some one bring me a huge chonger of AAA and two dirty pillows on a nice bed 😉


Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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