Friday Crapday



A close-up photo of a hooded adolescent with long fingers holding a single potato chip close to their half-open mouth.

Lonely Boy has this to say:

People seem to love Fridays. I see it as another day.

Come to think of it, nothing is actually special anymore. Holidays and days off from school are just more crapdays.

Heck, weekends suck too. I mean, why do I want to even spend time with my parents?

The last weekend I had to spend with my parents, I remember went something like this:

9:30 AM
“Look who it is,” says my dad.

“Hey,” I respond.

“HEY?! HEY?! WHO THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE ANSWERING ME LIKE THAT!? YOU GET BACK HERE AND FACE ME LIKE A REAL MAN!!! I AM YOUR FATHER! YOU WILL RESPECT ME!”

Then I walked out after grabbing some toast that had been left in the toaster.

Luckily I was sober or it would have been 10 times worse.

Yeah, Friday. Weekend... I’d rather be with Molly.

Like I would want to spend time with my dad.


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