“I run to the Blazer, jump in, crank the engine, and tear down Beachfront. A flash of black and silver catches my eye to the right and I don’t care, I just have to GO. Oh, god. I’m gonna be sick. Ha! “God.” Right. You hear me talking, Big Shooter? Huh? Dear Jesus: Thank you for so completely and totally fucking up my whole life, love, Josh. Morrigan, you BITCH. How could you do this to me, God? How? You tell me. What did I do that was so awful, huh? I was trying to do the right thing, do what yo...u said, and this is what I get? Well, you know what? Piss. Off. Hear me? PISS OFF! I turn on my stereo. Loud. Mike Ness is singing. He has bad, bad luck. No fucking shit! Tell me about it. Thirteen’s my lucky number, he says. To you it means stay inside. I try to turn it off with my fist. The volume knob pops off, my knuckles burn bloody, but the music keeps playing. I’ve definitely messed up my hand. Hey, that’s what I get, huh, God? That’s what I get for taking your GODDAM NAME IN VAIN.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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