dude, can you hook me up? Float me like a hundred dollars? I'm good for it, man. straight up. Even if all you can give is twenty bucks, that's cool.Headhunter wrote:Rack Douchebag! I think I'll paypal him some cash to get started. After stop 1, he'll no longer need extra cash, as I'm sure he'll steal your wallet and your girl after he whips your ass!
HERE'S THE UPDATE DILDOS -
the fucking Greyhound broke down last night, and i was stuck in some ratty, dirty shithole town somwhere in northern West Virginia. they couldn't get another bus there until late in the morning so i was forced to stay in some sleezebucket motel for the night, which set me back about $39.99. if there was a Choice hotel somewhere in this cousin-breeding ratbox of a town i could've used by 25% off coupon and saved some serious jack. DAMNIT!
And i fu cking HATE staying in anything less than a 3 Star hotel. i'm used to the higher end places like Quality Inn and The Roof.
anyway, it was going on 11am and the replacement Greyhound still hadn't showed. the driver said how some dumbshit coordinator down at dispatch didn't get the news until like 5 hours later.
at that point, i was waiting outside with the rest of the passengers with my heavy-ass Jansport backpack on, and i yelled out "FUCK THIS BULLSHIT! AND FUCK YOU, GREYHOUND!"
i stormed off and headed down the main highway, kicking up gravel behind me to show them and the driver how PISSED i was
But soon enough...JACKPOT!
the first h ouse i passed had this van outside wiht a for sale sign.
some redneck was swinging from his porch swigging a beer and i approached him and asked how much. He said $300.
I said, "For THAT piece of rotting metal?"
"Take it or leave it," he said.
I WAS going to break out my fists and beat him for the keys, but i noticed a loaded shotgun next to his lawnchair and didn't want to risk it so I said, "fuggit," and broke out my wallet and paid the smelly fuck.
He flung me the keys and i raced to that sucker and hopped back on the highway.
anyway, i've finally gotten here. i've got $15 left to my name. barely enough for a couple meals, and no hotel money. i'm sleeping in the van tonight - which smells like sweat and urine.
i need some cash, bro. Stevo's tapped out even. whatever you can do, dude.