PlasmaTwa2
The Second-Hottest Man in my ******'s Basement
So tonight I go see Toy Story 3 (which is a great movie by the way), and for whatever reason someone must have pissed Jesus off during that two hours because when I come out of the theatre it is an absolute downpoar. Apparently there was tornadoes and pretty much everything between the city I am in and the suburb that I live in, which made driving down a flooded highway that much more entertaining.
And so I get back to town, and all the power is out, so naturally I'm like "bitchin!" and I drive down all these flooded streets and pretty much having the time of my life. And then I get to my street and I can't even drive to my house because the water is about three feet deep. The first thing I noticed is that my street is the only one in town that is flooded this deep. I live on a corner lot, and that corner is backed up like crazy, so naturally about three houses down from mine the streets are bone dry. Some dude across the street always parks his cars on the side of my house, so it must be karma because those cars are flooded past the seats.
I'm going to be spending all night pumping water out of my basement so my house doesn't flood now. I really feel like punching Poseidon in the face at the moment. I totally know how the people in New Orleans feel in a way; seeing all that water in the street really makes me want to break into stores and steal tvs.
Why am I telling you people this? I don't have a clue. All I know is that if I lived in an apartment I would have taken my damn kayak outside and paddled around the streets and had the time of my life. I really have my priorities straight, don't I?
And so I get back to town, and all the power is out, so naturally I'm like "bitchin!" and I drive down all these flooded streets and pretty much having the time of my life. And then I get to my street and I can't even drive to my house because the water is about three feet deep. The first thing I noticed is that my street is the only one in town that is flooded this deep. I live on a corner lot, and that corner is backed up like crazy, so naturally about three houses down from mine the streets are bone dry. Some dude across the street always parks his cars on the side of my house, so it must be karma because those cars are flooded past the seats.
I'm going to be spending all night pumping water out of my basement so my house doesn't flood now. I really feel like punching Poseidon in the face at the moment. I totally know how the people in New Orleans feel in a way; seeing all that water in the street really makes me want to break into stores and steal tvs.
Why am I telling you people this? I don't have a clue. All I know is that if I lived in an apartment I would have taken my damn kayak outside and paddled around the streets and had the time of my life. I really have my priorities straight, don't I?
