I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe. In a moment or two I realize,
That this sphere upon which I reside, Is asleep upon its feet.
Should I go back to sleep?

 

liesmith:

Those marks on his face?

You should have seen the other guys.

THEY TRIED TO REMOVE HIM FROM CHILI’S AT CLOSING TIME

AND HE WAS LIKE “BITCH I’M LOKI”

AND PROCEEDED TO COMPLETELY DESTROY EVERY EMPLOYEE AND MANAGER AND IRRITATING TEENAGER ON THE PREMISES

(the less intelligent ones who didn’t flee for their lives)

HE TOOK ALL THE CHICKEN SANDWICHES HE WANTED FOR THE DAY

SET FIRE TO TWO OR THREE BOOTHS

SANDED A FEW CHAIR LEGS SO THEY’LL BE UNEVEN AND WIGGLE BACK AND FORTH

UNSCREWED A FEW SALT-SHAKERS FOR GOOD MEASURE

and accidentally tripped on the curb on his way to the parking lot and got scraped up a bit

… so that’s how it happened.

I need so much sleep.