Ya know
The drivers seat can be a hard place to be. And for the most part some people don't like to take the lead when it come to taking others to an undetermined location. And your twenties is something like that. I mean sure we all act a fool when where alone in our own cars, and the panic of being lost is more free. Ya know, you can laugh, cry or just beg god to get you back on the right track. But when you have passengers, things can become quite frustrating at times.
So this pic ( the inside of my honda accord) explains the state of The CLick/Paradise Lost. NO ONE took the drivers seat. We all sat in the back. After Stuart blew his brains out someone just put the car in drive and we all pre-occupied ourselves with each other or just random thought and hoped the car, an instument incappable of decision making, would get us where we hoped to go. Hell if you think about it atleast "Stewy" knew where he was going, even if it was to no where at all.
Hell I think by the time the car crashed (figuratively speaking), some of us werent even on speaking terms.
So, if you have to guess how it all came to an end then maybe you don't understand the purpose of all this writing. So PLEASE leave this page, and never come here again.............I gotta go take a shit.
The Whip
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