18 August 2008

Why I Am Not Your Bus Driver


I smoke a bunch of speed
Get really drunk
And
Fire my guns
At random into the Darkness

4 comments:

Your driver said...

Beer. I don't know where you come up with this stuff. You're a fucking genius. I'll try and think of something by way of reply.

Your driver said...

You know, come to think of it, you might be the most important literary figure to emerge from Canada since whatsisname. The guy from Toronto who was an English professor and divorced his wife and fucked a lot of graduate students and then wrote a bunch of novels about a Canadian literature professor who divorces his wife and then fucks graduate students. You know who I mean. He was the talk of lit circles like twenty years ago. I forget his name. You stand on the shoulders of giants.

Mr. Beer N. Hockey said...

You must be thinking of Buddy Whatsisname.

Your driver said...

Dr. Buddy Whatsisname.

I like to think of myself as the most important literary figure to emerge from the Bay Area since the recent wave of 24 year olds who had their fucking memoirs published.

"Looking back down the years, I see now that fourth grade marked a turning point in ways that, in those lost days of innocence I could not have hoped to grasp." etc.