Once again I was hanging out with Bad Smell and his sister at The Oaks on Friday night as I am lonely and desperate and everyone else from the area is sick of me.He said one thing that kept me laughing for the rest of the weekend, along the lines of ‘how many losers there are around the area (Cremorne/Neutral Bay)’. (What? As opposed to his lice-infested drug den in Kensington?)
Ummmm, hello?? This is coming from someone who:
• Is BFFs with Jason the substance addict, butt of all jokes and collector of AVOs (he's had more of those than most of us have had hot dinners);
• Befriends random weirdos off the street whose idea of a fun Friday night is to sit around a dump in Kensington taking pure speed then heading off to the local cathouse to pick up some sexual diseases,
• Rang me one day to tell me he’d spent the previous night sitting at home taking acid and that I should try it sometime because it’s fun (um excuse me, if I’m going to take hallucinogenic substances, I won’t be sitting at home, I’ll be sharing myself with the world), and
• Sells fridges for a living.
POT, KETTLE, BLACK, TO THE MAX!!
Only we may call people from the local area ‘losers’… because after all, they may be losers, but they’re OUR LOSERS!!!
The end.
3 comments:
Has Bad Smell actually met Jason?
Oh hang on, this is all part of the sociopath profile. Even when their lives are 100% craptastic they still have a good time.
Interesting.
I could barely contain myself when he came out with that pearler.
JASON WAS STONED AT THE BIRTH OF HIS CHILD FFS. HOW COULD ANYONE BE MORE OF A LOSER THAN HIM?? IS IT EVEN POSSIBLE??
And yet Bad Smell refuses to admit it.
They both sound like very very special people to me
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