Sunday With Pops;

What a bitchen day! I live for these days. Time with my dad is worth more than gold to me and I value every second I get to spend with him. My dad fucking rules!

I actually got to sleep in today 'cause Dad was runnin' late after church and I even had time to fire down a couple before he showed up. Heh heh! He used to give me shit when I was late and I prolly should've given him some shit this time, but no shit was given. Should've, could've, would've... didn't!

I was gearin' to go when he got here and we shot down to the iron pay-station at Murray and payed for our permits. I haul way more trash of of Murray than I bring in so I normally don't permit. Dad is a stickler for that shit, so this time I did. I like to say we're even, but Dad is a stickler for that kind of shit. I guess it goes to a good cause. It was good that I did this time, cause the City of San Diego tough guy saw our cans on the ground and automatically assumed we didn't permit. WRONG BITCH!

I've known for some time now that you're not supposed to drink at Murray, but there are no signs posted by the ball fields so I'm claimin' ignorance. Even if the douche wanted to do something, he doesn't have the authority to write us a ticket. Write away rent-a-cop! By the time the cops show up (if they actually show up) I'll be long gone asshole. Catch me if you can.

I warned my dad about the alcohol prohibition and he laughed. I guess the sticklery only goes so far. Buy the permit, drink some beer. Works for me! Right on Dad!

It prolly didn't help that when the City dude drove by he saw this. He asked if we had permitted and we said "yes" at the same time. He went right for me thinkin' I didn't and I busted it out of my pocket and handed it to him. FUCK YOU DUDE! Why don't you hassle the messicans jumpin in the water? Ya know, the ones you have to keep telling to stay out of the water? Yeah, them.

The friggin' date is in bold at the bottom of the stub IN BIG LETTERS, but this asshole took a good minute to look over the City Permit and make sure I wasn't blowin' smoke up his ass. This is a shitty picture, but even blurry I can still read it.

Jan 18, 2009.
SUN

It's at the bottom in bold asshole! If you're gonna hassle people, shouldn't you know WTF you're hassling them about? Get a real job, dickhead! Better yet, how about you learn English? Sorry, there's no Tecate here Pedro. Jus' me and Dad fishin. What's the fucking problem?

It's always great watching Dad cast out there.

BTW, Jesus Just Left Chicago in case you didn't know...



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