“Parade.  I’d rather have Aids.”

and I remembered I was watching an extremely boring parade and this was how I was going to remember the dream.

But what kind of fucked up statement is that?

But it’s true, parades fucking suck.  It’s more fun to look outside at the street when no parade is going on.  On my street, you can watch a crackhead smoke crack and shake uncontrollably.  Way more fun than watching a parade.

Now, last night I went to a club and their was a rumor that a dude had an Aids infected needle and was going to poke somebody.  I’m not exactly sure why we stayed in the club, but the first thing I thought was,

“I’d watch fifty fucking parades before I got stuck with that motherfucking needle.  Fuck that.”