Punk

The other night I was on my way to our practice space looking like an idiot carrying my huge bass drum and thinking about homework I needed to get done that weekend. I couldn’t see very well and I didn’t notice the fire extinguisher up ahead on my left. I drove my middle knuckle right in to the corner of this fire extinguisher that was on the wall. I tore off a good layer of skin and started bleeding. It was freezing cold out. Looking at my blood I smiled and thought, “It’s always a relief to be brought back to reality.”

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