check your sugarcoat at the door


only me
November 24, 2009, 8:26 pm
Filed under: daily

Last night I picked up three of four pieces of a sectional couch that my friend was getting rid of. In my borrowed Chevy Silverado, I trekked four freeways back home and arrived with two of the three pieces I left with.

Um.
Fuck?

Kiddo’s dad back tracked a stretch of my route in his car but found nothing. I’m convinced in the ten minutes it took me to run inside my house and clear a path to carry the things in; I got jacked in my alley.

That’s my story.

-CJ

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