there i was coming off the beach in long island with my friend heather laine,
and beckoning me from the ocean, a sign from a lovely burger king-
telling me -come on get angry!!
i suppose burger king figured there wasn’t enough anger in the world
so we need crispy angry onions, (what’s a crispy angry onion?)
angry sauce, and furthermore, a command to get angry!
thanks burger king i am angry! at YOU! I HATE YOU!!!! YOU NEVER LOVED ME!
YOU NEVER LOVED ANY OF US!!!
i wonder if the people at the check out get yelled at even more now for being slow.
(the funny part about this story is that while we were taking this picture,
a car rolls up blasting a really obscure song i recorded ten years ago with mc paul barman
called “mtv get off the air part 2”, and the chick had no idea who i was,
and i was so stunned since i haven’t heard the song in years so i went up to the car and was like,
oh that’s me from ten years ago, how weird!
and she flipped out and took a picture with me.
i should have disowned her as a fan because she was going to burger king,
but i can allow it just this once, for the sheer timing of the whole incident was strange.
