okay, just to finish up the nico night, then i have to go to dinner. nico and i were sitting in this little hidden bush area, charging my phone, and this asshole comes up, and starts saying shit like 'you're trespassing, you're stealing, i'm having this plug taken out, if i see you back here, i'll shoot you', and on and on and on. wow, what an anal little fuck.
okay, so obviously i have to point this out, because he didn't think of it.
but dude, i'm going to say this as nicely as i can. this is what i should have said to him, verbatim, that night when nico and i were tripping on acid, and charging my phone. keep in mind, nico is only eighteen years old.
excuse me. we are not trespassing. have you noticed where you live. this is haight street, mutherfucker. this is hallowed ground for hippies. you're a yuppie, you're the enemy, you scumfuck, you're trespassing. and if you ever do anything to harm me or this brilliant kid, i can get fifty hippies lined up at your door waiting to teach you a lesson in 'gee, i'm wrong, boss, how can i make up for my stupid mistake'.
you're all yuppies. you're all the enemy. just because you can afford to own something, doesn't make everything yours. haight street his hippie territory, and timothy fuckin' leary gave it to us back in the sixties.
go fuck yourself, eggtwat.
i can't believe i had to point that out. is that how stupid this cold hearted credit card world has gotten. i think that's fucking sad, and it's all your fault. anyone who carries a wallet, i want you to pay for this shit. from now on, every dollar i see, i'm going to burn it. it's time to take it down.
let morons like this be the inspiration for it.
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