i've had my present job for five years.
i've been a parent for ten years.
i've had my current car for twelve years.
i've been married for thirteen years.
i've ridden the same bike for fifteen years.
and as of this past summer, i've been pals with bookpimp for twenty years.
the only troy-things older than my chum-status with
bookpimp michael are:
- my original gameboy,
- a bottle of paco rabanne cologne on my bathroom shelf,
- a smithereens concert tee,
- and a faint scar across my right nipple obtained before i stopped hitting the bottle, and by bottle i mean festive-toned, wine-coolers.
here's to twenty more years of saying funny shit just as the other takes a large pull from their laggard-size sweet tea in hopes of making them spit up on themselves.
