you're driving home late at night and you can't figure out why your car head lights keep going on and off.
you sit down to take a shit at 7pm. suddenly you blink and find yourself sitting on the toilet, covered and drooling in your own vomit. rushing to clean yourself up, you take the stained rags to dump outside. wondering why the neihgbors kids are getting ON the school bus so late in the evening.
and
((true story()
Me: (stops at traffic light)
friend: thats how life is.
me: i never thought of it like that.
friend: it's like my grandpa use to say....
me: damn, thats some deep shit. your grandpa was a wise dude. i never knew mine. he ran out on my mom and grandmother. i remember back in the day.....
friend: see bro, thats a part of life. sometimes it rains, some times it pours.
me: yeah, like that nigga ghandi used to say....
friend: yeah, thats like martin luther king...
me: yeah, thats like whats in the bible....
friend: yeah.
me: yeah
me: damn, this a long ass light.
friend: light? nigga what light?
me: the fuckin traffic light.
friend: thats a fuckin stop sign, man.