Getting High With Old Skool Joe

I don’t know what to tell you I’ve been busy.

Putting in a lot of extra work down at the fish joint.

It’s because they threw my boy Tuby under the bus.

No… literally the Red Hat Bitches threw him in front of the bus.

Something about counting cards.

I wasn’t really listening.

Doris has some primo buds right now. She sold me a quarter for like sixty bucks.

Doris can be sweet when she’s not throwing people in front of buses.

Did you see that I won the bracket challenge?

I told you I was a college hoops expert.

I hope you don’t mind I took a summer internship with a fake baseball magazine.

I’m also an expert on baseball, even though I am biased towards my beloved Chicago Cubs.

Fuck you Pink Panther I can be objective when it comes to baseball.

Plus who cares anyway.

I love this time of year.

Damn…my allergies are killing me though.

Fuck it.

There’s no crying in baseball.

Peace.

Old Skool Joe

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