Why am I here?
I don't know. Well of course had the Fireball prerequiste. That's a given, pretty well especialy for the mid day not like 2 am rants. Je ne sais pas, like WTF je suis rant.
Lots of things piss me off, eh. Why, is a good question. Is it something wrong with me, or the invasion in totally exponential explosion, or ignornance or white man thinking they rule the world (in quite some countries that is the case like the G8 minus the nuked one), hatred, non bullshit taking (been fucked over by more whites than not, but still never trust those other 'coloured', eh 'specially trying to Rock on downtown with Leroy, its fucking garbage at least with Oprah you can fuck it and get AIDS.), blind drivers (I hate seeing them in the mirror since they run into me with it, just like on Cannabis Day. Last year on 7/1 this stupid chick on the seawall between Quebec and Science World was like stupid. Did the fucking hesitation deer in the headlights and there is like hit or not, and I decided to fly over the handlebars again. Should have hit the stupid fat fuck, but I'm on the way to the weed rally. I love Cannabis day. This year was royally fucked, like me not like that all the time. Well techinical not 9-5 M-F. Actually 8:30 so I think I'm getting fucked on that. But I digress. Anyrate finally met up with dude at the rally on the wrong side of the Art Gallery since the fucking Jazz fest was doing shite. Then I brought 6 of the 8Pack cans of Pislner. That's the beer I like, plus its like a type of beer, like Ale or Heffeweisen, Bock, Hitest etc.. And there are rabbits and if you do acid then they come more alive and start flying the planes and driving the trains and hopping in the grass. Anyrate I found some chalk and figured out I'ld write INHALE EXHALE just got an ounce in the mail. And dude I gave a beer to, like let a dumpster diver dumpout my beer. I saw the fucking Stinky dude gave him shit and the stupid guy that's like right fucking theer. HUh? Excatlly I'm not the nicest person. That's a given, well actually I am, but fuck you. I could care less about others. Like why am I here, I almost think that was a day my mommy and daddy were too drunk fucking Walter up the hoop and then I came out on fucking 4/20. FUckin' eh. then it happened again. Fuck that really pissed me off. But then again you shouldn't be a pathetic loser alcholoic at the pot rally. Just like Inhale, exhale, and be like Billy. Then Biff Naked was around the corner at Georgia and Granville. Figured it out after a while like where the pit was. That was pretty cool. Plus you could see half of the SS, in the pit reflection style of the TD I think it is there across from the SS, pefrectly in the window frame. Thenb the day get's worse. So I phone up downtown dude, and said I'ld be there. I get there and he's asleep or whatever. I bought a couple cookies too at the pot rally. Those thinks rock. Maybe that did 'im in. Riding back, since me like loser and not smog machine fuck. Well technically I could afford gas and insurance, which would be null invoid, but I'ld rather spend it on beer and making myslef puke form being an alcoholic. Tja, I went to his house and he wasn't there. Man o man, I just talked to him like 10 minutes before too. That really burnt me. But I still had my beer. Sorta like German girl in Frankfurt pikced me up and had a beer for me too, and I arranged that a long time before. But ja, I left and go down Robson from Bute, eastside ways. You get a nice view of the SS for a while between Thurlow. Then this fuck at Thurlow fuckiing hit my left hand with his '89 Escort. That hurt right on the front brake and beer went on the road. Wasn't too bad, but still it sucked. I got 50 bucks from the dude, to basically he upgraded my machine with 512. None on the beers cracked either. Just I don't like that. Fucking cars, and hit his fucking mirror. And a fucking white boy from Delta, not like Ms. Rice invasion with arms flalling. But then of course that would be a Benz. lol... I didn't like that one, that was Mr. China at the Burrrard Bridge and going straight into downtown. That's by far the worst intersection in town, the other side is messy too, when you want to go straight, but by no means as bad as that fucking shit. Maybe Granville when the Fir onramp comes on or Helmlock, whatever it is. But I signal generally onthe bridge sidewalk I want to go left, you got a nice hill on the Burrard bridge. You have to time the lights. LIke the losers going to Kits and not waiting at the alley/Drake light. Then when the cars turn left on to the bridge you go. Just half to watch for stupid chinks that don't signal and are turning right on Pacific. Taht's fucking garbage, and of course the retarded dudes that wait by the light. Fuck try riding without brakes, it changes you're perspective. For me not much, but then you have to do the Fred Flinstone braking style eh. Not like on the back tire, since I ride my bike everyday and have a fender so I don't get the whiplash shitsplash going on. Its a piece of shit, well not that bad, but not fuckin new fer sure, so I can lock it up in places in town. I have to get a Lance Armstrong like bicycle and nig that up. But then I'ld have to take it down the stairs at Wreck Beach. Fuck gotta do that, and get the shrooms going on, it always seems be a constant refrain with that place.
I think me going on about cycling, I'll continue that.
Collisisons, HS they are like a lot. Gotta like yell a lot, like 'Heads up' or 'On your left'. Saved me lots of times since me like fucked eh, except for the tourists that aren't from American or Europe and like English is a WTF. Fuck I hate that. That's why I call it Hongcouver all the time online. I have to move to go to the moutains. Need to see if I can nig up a job in CH oder D. But D is having problems with all the donairs there and fucking old time commie invasion lands to the rechts.
People are idiots. Especially the cars fucks, that only know walking to and fro the car at whatever mall, mini-mall or WTF they call walking is. Man I hate them. Classic example going down Robson to ride around the seawall, always seems to be in the core bewteen Burrard and Bute. I saw them for a while peeking between the parked cars. Then they decided to go right in front of me. I yelled but too late, and had to body check Ms. daughter onto the car. I left, since I had beer and wanted to drink it and go see dude at Barclay.
Another time, this one is totally my fault. That stupid bitch on Robson was cause she's blind and not chink either, which is really sad. Going to kits over the Burrad bridge and there's a lip to get onto the sidewalk. YOu can get nice air. So I did, saw the first pedestrian but not the dude behind her. Fucking rocked him good while I was in the air. It was classic movie like shit. His briefcase went flying and papers where flying from it. He told me all the good words, like fucking asshole loser idiots fuck whatever, it ain't a car. Anyrate I runted the handlebars one way na dnt he seat the other way. Plus had road rash. I basically fucked off. But hat wasn't too bad.
I used to live downtown, well technically for suburban fucking retards I still do even though like Commercial drive is 1700 block east side. I hate those cars retards. Fuck once gas gets really expensive, I better be in Deutschland, otherwise it'll 'cost' a hell of a lot. Gas is still so fucking cheap here. Just wait till 5 or 10 bucks a gallon so like for you metric fucks 2 to 4 bucks a lire. Like I say good luck Cowtown in 2010 with the Olympics. All the local mountains are gonna be royally fucked. Hopefully at Blackomb they nig up the tracks above the hotbox Gondola, and not just midstation, like for the raining World Cup. Fuck that was sad. Fucking Pissler for the world. Fuck. First time ever outside of Hitler's paradise, like that's call Europa I think or Europe in english.
When I was living downtown I was coming down Burrard. Just before Robson, going inbetween lanes. When you do that you totally have to look for mirrors and stuff. That's another one. But me going back home all 'ham of course. then was going beside the bus. They sorta are nice since its all smooth. But I forgot he had a mirror. Totally smoked it with my head. Man that hurt. Heard the mirror crash. So I guess he had to stop at VTV and people on the bus were fucked. Heh ehy. Good thing for having a hat and still felt fucked. But I fucked of home and drank again. Had a little bruise, good thing for my hat. I guess I should wear a helmet, but I don't like them, unless I go on the trails. Its cumbersome fucks up your hair, like that's anything for met to bitch about. I probably get one $29 ticket every year. Generally cause I'm did something fucked up and they give me that blue ticket.
Another time I had this job for like not long, since me alcoholic and have fucking issues like getting up and being alert M-F. But the office moved from Howe by the courts to kitty corner from crack park at Cambie. So I went home to give the fucking asshole's brother the elevator access card back. So I rock down Richards, turn left a little after the light turned on Dicks onto Nelson to go over the Cambie bridge. Its sorta nerving having a car right behind you, you can feel it. (All those fucks with ther Ipods or WTF should be shot. That's garbage.) But this is a good one. Just after the last pedestrian light before you go over the creek. He radioed me in since the SS just got robbed. The suspect was seen fleeing on a bicycle. But good for me I didn't match the description.
I was too tall and fat.
