High altitude living, mountian man wife and children. One path to glory all part of the American dream, oh boy. Trans Am, Nova, Passat and Monster truck gas station only serving 110 octane racing fuel and a grage filled to the brim with motorbikes. All American living, steak and eggs. Aryan children, the offspring of two blonde haired germanic's, blue eyes a secondary. Aye this is the dream, many have it and many aspire to have it but thoes fucking scumsuckers are too scared to even try and obtain it. I embrace this style of living i need open air for adventure a house filled to the brim with children, weapons and mabey a parrot or two. In front of the house will be a flag pole standing 30 feet tall, attached an american flag 15x15 with gold trim a portrat of a young family attatched along with a plate with cookies and milk for the Santa Clause season. Its not much to ask, no not at all. It will have a two lane road leading up to it, yes indeed. Very curvy and winding, real knee draggers. Im lost within this dream, will i ever emrege? This new style of writing sucks. Kill me faster western medicine, i beg of you Rothstien and Memorial Regional. Void this work
I wasnt gona post it but i felt the urge to share it with dreamer #2. In light of recent swiming at the beach i think the end should be eleminated but hey its kinda grown on me
July 24 2005, 03:03:45 UTC 6 years ago
......except skip the parrots