so i smoked some weed with a couple of the teenage boys from work last night. probably a bad idea. but fuck it man, i was jonesing hard. next step is going to be boning one of the slutty teenage girls that work there. i really need to get out of there before i’m brought up on statutory rape charges.
but anyway, during my pot smoking experience with the young boys i realized that i am no different than they are. i enjoy getting high, listening to music and talking about girls. somewhere along they way my maturity stopped maturing. which is all good to me. i remember promising myself many years ago that i would never grow up. and i’m doing a pretty bang up job if it. yay me!
but i also made somewhat of a psychological breakthrough. i think i understand what oedipus was talking about all those years ago. and hanging out with the teenagers made me realize it. we all are just looking for momma. and the reason so many of us marry women similar to our own mothers is because we use her as a role model. meaning we want a woman that’s going to be there for us. a lot of times we want a woman to take care of us. who am i kidding, that’s all we really want. we want a woman that’s going to take care of us. help us tie our shoes, make it to school on time, help us with out homework, and stroke our hair when we don’t make the football team.
we want to run and play with our friends the come home and let momma fix us a chicken salad sandwich on homemade bread, fried in butter. and pat us on the head and tuck us in. it just gets a little weird because we also want to fuck her.
