pets

Back in Mansion Land, I had a pet Chopper Dave. He was fairly low maintenance as long as I kept its vodka dish full. He used to love to go on car rides, so I’d take him to work, but I’m still to young/irresponsible to have a pet so I think I left him locked in the car on summer days with the windows up… X)

-Jason

One night Jason decided that the responsibility was too much and decided to release me into the wild. He dropped me off at a bar and picked up a girl to take home instead. I still managed to find my way back home that night.

I remember turning around when he tapped on my shoulder; he just stood there saying nothing. Also, my old phone sucked and tended to just go to voicemail all the time so I didn’t know he called till he was gone. It would have been logical for him to grab my attention by hitting me with the keys.

After I discovered I had been ditched, and while slightly inebriated by that time, running home seemed like the most logical option. It was only 3-4 miles or so? While doing so I was taking the shortest path and while running though a vacant lot managed to run into a piece of rebar sticking out of the tall grass. I saw it a moment too late and tried to jump since I was moving too fast to stop. It ended up catching my jeans and gashing the thigh open.

Still, considering I have been ditched in different cities before it’s not the worst that could have happened.