Dude calling Tokyo. Come in Tokyo, over.
Yesterday, I had to go to Shibuya for a meeting of sorts. I brought my phone and used its digital camera to document my adventure. Everything was going well enough until I left the house. It went downhill from there. Bikes, glacially slow old people, children with no depth perception nor spacial awareness, crowded trains, retards, cripples, foreigners, hot weather, ad et cetrum. Needless to say, the dude was losing his cool. It went from Zeppelin's Misty Mountain Hop to this:
looking for you
Someone actually built a shrine to Trudeau. Unbelievable! What's next? Hitler's Jeans?
Oh, I get it. The "Master Lace". Whatever floats your boat, buddy.
I guess booze floats this guys boat. 10:35 am on a Wednesday no less. If I were him, I'd drink too.
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