Day Twenty Seven Pt. 2:
Aj just called me on the radio and told me he thinks they might have gotten into his basement.
FUCK.
This wouldn't matter nearly as much except, unlike me, Aj didn't have the foresight to move all of his food upstairs before he chainsawed the stairs. So now, he has about enough food to last him a week.
DOUBLE FUCK.
I told him to make sure every window was boarded up solid. To test each one by kicking it from the outside as hard as he could ten times. Did he listen? No. He just said something clever about how I was over reacting and laughed.
Well Aj, shits really funny now isn't you ass?
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