Tagged: school

pumped up kicks

Jeremy, aka Chode-Lick, decided he’d had enough. It was time to act. No more graffiti on his locker. No more being tripped in the hall. No more girls laughing at fake Facebook profiles of him. No more Dennis taking away his Playstation or hitting him when he forgot to mow

my life with mo: who shot ya?

Morrison’s school called again today. They’re such assholes. I’ve told them before that I don’t like to be bothered when I’m working. Unless, of course, it’s an emergency. This was definitely not an emergency. They just don’t understand what it’s like to be an artist. I shouldn’t be surprised. From