Criminally Lustless.

It's about time we commit a god damn, old fashioned breaking and entering charge, huh? The whole state of affairs is shot and with five free minutes before we see another, "Please officer," I'd like to take another shot. You're looking at a week in the pent house before anyone catches on to apply the charges. The liklihood that any neighbours actually care is only a relative opinion. A mere correlation in fluxuation between neighbours with guns and neighbours with alarms. Come to think of it I won't kill a dog, but i'll sure as hell rip out its throat and let nature run the course.

Let's just say this time i can't wait to get back to my mothers house so that I can listen to my father complain about how he, "Took care of this family for 25 years," and how now, "It's your turn to take some responsibility and stop lieing to yourself." All while sipping scotch and water from the ed tardy glass my tenth grade girlfriend left in my room the new years morning my wife left me after finding it with three shades lighter lipstick around the rim from the eve before.

Three more years of pining and I finally have a girl I can nail through the drywall of a house in the abandoned home down the road and the Neons tear it down, just to throw up the now classic caution tape, evergreen tree decoration.
"Nature is cruel, but William S. Burroughs ass can sure wake me up in the morning."
"Who's Burroughs?"
Not at all what I am talking about but, "An occult open flap of a drug war dignitary invited to be free after a launderer's list of documented drug use along with the whearabouts of each involved member circumnavigating the Manhattan drug ring. Remaining unincarcerated for the impact imprinted on the fragile skull of each and every reader."

We're now sure the support of unemployed single mothers showered the surveyor's boards in support of the undisputable truth involved with a drug adicts breakfast. "At this point in time, we're going to need all the pills we can get."