With Naruto on your back you put on your shoes. The anime is seeping into your pores and suddenly everything seems possible. You peek outside your bedroom window and see that your mother's Geo Tracker is sitting in the driveway. If you can get the keys from her pocket without waking her, you can listen to her cassette tapes all the way north. But if she wakes up your trip is ruined. You could also take your mountain bike. It's like 100 miles or something to get there.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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