THE TIME WE GOT STONED WITH MY UNCLE ON EASTER

he thought he saw a huge firefly but it was a moth flying under a light.

we loosely plotted out a horror/comedy screenplay about giant fireflies that don’t even fit in buckets.

something about chemical reactions.

something about the government.

as we headed back in from the porch he said “man, i really wish i had my laptop here—i have so many pictures of ducks.”

Posted Monday, April 25th, at 9:11 AM (∞).

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