06-25-2013, 09:37 AM
Years ago I found myself a temporary guest of local authorities while they sorted out which of us had misbehaved in certain overnight activities. As they booked us in they asked me if I wanted the green cell or the pink one, and being a surly teenager I said they might be welcome to go fuck themselves with a rusty chainsaw.
I learned two things that long day: 1) I HATE pink, especially on walls. And 2) never irritate an authority figure with the power to make you even more miserable than you already are.
I learned two things that long day: 1) I HATE pink, especially on walls. And 2) never irritate an authority figure with the power to make you even more miserable than you already are.
Thank god I am oblivious to the opinions of others while caught in the blinding splendor of my own cleverness.