I was on the bus yesterday and I had to go pee so very bad. SO VERY BAD! In my head that Foreigner song, “Urgent” kept playing. Occasionally interspersed with “Juke Box Hero.” But only because that song KICKS A$$! So the bus was stuck in heavy traffic and I was about to become a human urine stain. So I sloshed up to the driver and asked if I could please get off the bus. He said, “No!” So I asked him if I peed on the bus would he kick me off? He said “Yes” and questioned my sexuality. So I peed all over the bus, and the other passengers, and the driver. He kicked me off tout de suite. But not before I could hand him a flier for the CHASCA SHOW THIS FRIDAY AT THE TRIPLE CROWN!!!
* The above story is for entertainment purposes only. Chasca does not encourage urinating in public or on people. Chasca does not discourage this either. In fact once, in Mexico, I was drinking Pelon Poppers with this crazy chick and she ways like, “Hey, have you ever played ‘Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge in a Thunderstorm?” And I was like, not yet but it sounds animal! So we found this abondoned building and she binds my hands behind me…Oink, I forgot how graphic this story gets. The point is, if you love somebody very much it’s not anybody’s business if she peed on me. It don’t say nothing about it in The Bible.