Post #360792 by Thunderlips on Tue, Feb 12, 2008 2:22 PM

Awoke at dawn. Everyone in the house was still sleeping it off. Half a beer on the kitchen table, took a swig. Awful. Cigarette butts, no wonder. Made my way down to the beach. Orange sunlight, like a Fu-Manchu album cover. Or John Denver. Something sticks me in the foot. Egads! Hypodermic needle, faded plastic nestled gently in the golden sand.

The needle in question now hangs proudly above my bar! Eight years and still AIDS-FREE! (Ladies?)

(THIS NEVER HAPPENED)