I just had the most fun in the world climbing into a boot and hiding there. It was hot and it turned pink whenever the brake lights are on. I could just imagine myself as some vagrant tripping on marijuana while listening to Pink Floyd. Talk about perspective. There's nothing like being in the back of a car. It also reminds one of Uma Thurman trying to bust out of her grave.
Alas, other fun experiences include sitting on the car roof as it was driving off, and hanging on to it subsequently. I am Jackie Chan! It's the kind of stupid, lousy thing you do just because you're young. And feel like being young and laughing your head off hahaha.
I must have sex in the car one day.
Climbing out of the boot when you reach our destination is also another "what the fuck" moment. Observe the priceless faces of the passers by as you climb out of your boot sweaty and bothered.
Light a cigarette and wind down the windows, flick it out the window. We are young, restless vagrants for a night! And tomorrow, back to our futures.
P/S I also fed some cats last night!
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3 comments:
its good to know that you're being nice to animals :)
You could either picture yourself as an illegal immigrant or a hostage of the mafioso Godfather who's been bound and gagged and forced into the boot of his limo and transported to his captive motel. Or maybe an CIA operative the likes of James Bond, Jason Bourne or Alias' Sidney Bristow in a covert operation to assassinate some political threat. Well maybe it's just my imagination.
The Young and the Restless. Exactly.
Who doesn't have fantasies of car sex? Of course it seemed more fun in the 60s and 70s than it is now.
Never understood why people would blog. Maybe they are really exhibitionists who love to share their most private thoughts and feelings with the world. If so I feel sad for their loved ones who see them everyday but never get to meet the side of them which is raw and genuine. Unless they log on to the blog and read the confessions everyday, in that case they would feel even sadder that this loved one would not care to share these thoughts and feelings directly with them but would rather broadcast to strangers who mostly give not a shred of care to these people.
Wonder if you ever read these comments? Not that it matters, I suppose.
I think everyone wants to be accepted for who they are. However, we are seldom accepted for who we really are. We are expected to perform roles and stuff. It's not that we so not love these people enough to show our true colours. It's precisely because we love these people, that's why we are concealing this part of us in blogs so that we do not break their hearts.
Sure, they might be a tad miffed when they find out about the blogs. But, there is a chance that they never have to. Is there a need to be so upfront and honest with everything? Honesty is never always the best policy. I guess it must be weighted like everything else.
And It's not as if our closest friends do not have our blog addresses and read them regularly. Blogs are a fabulous way for keeping in contact even though they are no substitute for actual conversations or hanging out. With our busy schedules, blogs maybe the next best thing.
haha.. car sex always reminds me of the elusive scene in titanic! lol
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