Losing My Religion

Sunday morning in the Southeastern USA. This is the bible belt folks and I should be going to church... That is if I allowed myself to fall into that peer pressure. Instead I'm going to go walk out on the pier, smoke a fat, funny cigarette and find my own religion.

Luckily my mom doesn't read my blogs, otherwise I would have to hear how I'm nothing but the Devil and that I'm going to Hell. Mom, you have to look on the upside. I have a shitty lighter and if I were in Hell, I wouldn't have to worry about rubbing the skin off my thumb to light this blunt. Love ya.