It's times like these...
Dec. 31st, 2004 04:40 pm... in my lonely hours, that I wonder if my pet hippie is all right. Sigh.
I just hope I left him enough Chex Mix and pot to get him through those long winter nights.
Hopefully he'll be ok. If I come back to a dead hippie, I'll have him cremated, and we'll all smoke his ashes. He would have wanted it that way.
Besides, I couldn't flush him down the toilet. It's still stopped up from when I tried to flush my pet Hare Krishna. Maybe I should have waited for him to die first. Oh well, live and learn.
Happy New Year, my pet hippie. Wherever you are.
I just hope I left him enough Chex Mix and pot to get him through those long winter nights.
Hopefully he'll be ok. If I come back to a dead hippie, I'll have him cremated, and we'll all smoke his ashes. He would have wanted it that way.
Besides, I couldn't flush him down the toilet. It's still stopped up from when I tried to flush my pet Hare Krishna. Maybe I should have waited for him to die first. Oh well, live and learn.
Happy New Year, my pet hippie. Wherever you are.