Cool Guy Mike 04/05/1984 - 09/25/2016. On September 25, 2016 I took a lethal amount of acid and died. My friend looked at me and did some magic and turned into a demon. I fled the house trying to escape the demon and trying to climb back into my body to come back to life. I was in #purgatory. I would try to walk far down the street but kept rapidly rewinding all of my steps back into the house, on the couch, where my motionless dead body had laid to rest. I was only allowed to wander in a three block radius. I was very sad that for the rest of eternity I was doomed to spend with a demon in this small area. I tried to make the best of this death and started running through the cars that drove by. I saw a couple driving by so I hopped through their windshield and screamed for them to help me live again. They were very frightened and told me there was nothing they could do. I went back into the house to try and talk the demon into giving my life back. He wouldn't do it and locked the door and said I couldn't leave again. I panicked and started punching the lock on the door and the demon grabbed my legs so I kicked him in the face with my steel toe boots and fled the house again. I had the idea to run through the train that was running by the house like Patrick Swayze in the movie Ghost. Just as I was getting ready to hop through it a #police car pulled up with sirens flashing. Two men got out of the car with their guns drawn pointed at me. I thought they were parked on the tracks and worriedly yelled, "NOOOO! WATCH OUT! THE TRAIN!!" One said, "what the fuck" and laughed and they holstered their guns. They put me in the back of the car and started driving. I said, "you know we're just going to warp back, right I'm dead and can only go three blocks." They told me I was not dead and that they were going to bring me to the hospital. "Whatever you say. We're not going to get far. I'm telling you..." To me it seemed like we were circling the block over and over and over. "I told you..." But they kept telling me that I wasn't dead. Eventually we made a stop at the downtown #minneapolis hospital. I was so relieved. I had a life again. I cried and hugged the cops.
Hey! The seventies and eighties called. They would like to throw a bag over your head, punch you in the kidneys, and take all your money.
There are MANY more of the 70s ranches, but I’m only allowed to put 10 photos... I fully understand that for what we want to do, it can’t be about the house. It is, however, hard to look past the price tag on something that doesn’t even have gas plumbing on 2 acres and 40 minutes from work.
#househunting #purgatory #whereswaleska
I’m not sure what this pose is, maybe a tree to crow variation Or is it just my insipidity Whatever it is, I’m not very good at it. But it’s fun.
Ps. I decided to leave the creeper smile in there at the end. Enjoy it.
#yoga #ormaybenot #treepose #crowpose #purgatory #colorado #goodtimes