I had a dream that my elementary school librarian sent me and a kid from high school to go get him chaco tacos from Taco Johns. The guy at Taco Johns was a real asshole. First he gave me them in a ceramic pot, and I was like “what the hell am I supposed to do with this?” Then he gave me strawberry tacos, which don’t even exist. He rolled his eyes a lot and tried to make me pay too many times. What a dick, dream Taco Johns Employee. What a dick.
Mr. Ding-a-ling just went by. He comes erratically and I’m never outside nor can I here him coming because I live at the top of the neighborhood. I hear him everyday. He taunts me everyday. Me and my moneyless self. I know he does this on purpose. I’m oN TO YOU MR. DING-A-LING. IM ON TO YOU AND YOUR TREACHEROUS WAYS. I SHALL SEE YOU IN HELL.