So I once had a cellular phone and I felt pretty prestigious because I never really had those kinds of luxuries in life but last year a neighbor gave me a Razr that he probably stole that happened to be activated and I never got a bill or had to pay a bill or any of that shit, it was just going to him. I think he had family that worked for the company or some shit, but that’s not the point. The point is that the screen blew up today and now I can’t call my favorite celebrities or text message them or any of that shit I was able to do yesterday because the motherfucker won’t turn on.
So when I get stressed out and don’t know what to do to solve the shitty problems I get myself into, I like to drift into a day dream. Today I was day dreaming about some war vet in some weird Vietnam yellow helmet action to keep his hair dry while he picked through garbage trying to make a decent living….Here is that day dream….If you have cell phones send them to me.