Trip Report - The Bennies

Trip Report: The Ripped Report

Yeh, hahaha

Can’t fucking remember when it happened

But I bogged a whole bunch of shrooms and rolled a fucking cigarette

Decided to take my dog Pipi for a walk

And I smoked that cigarette

I walked down the street

Pipi took a weirdly timed shit

At which point I bagged it and flipped it in the bin

I ran into a guy called Peter and his dog called Moe

Moe’s a Burmese fighting Asian canine breed

Canine breed?

Did I say that right?

Anyway, Moe’s been doing alright

He’s got a fucking fucked lung

Bit of cancer on the spleen

580 bucks of medicine every 14 days just to keep the canine out of the hospital

Peter reckons that Moe’d do the same for him

And I wonder if he would do the same

His fucking story

Anyway, got me thinking about man’s humanity, man’s best friend

Man’s said humanity to man

Fuck it’s pointless

Maybe that shit’s… genius

That shit is genius

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So I’m in the car

Listening to some Dream Theatre

On my way to Smith Street

Bowie’s riding shotgun

Pull up at a set of lights

Some shtickhead with no shirt on offers to wash the windshield for me

But it’s already clean

So I shake my head: «No thanks mate»

And he washes it anyway

So I think to myself: you weaselled me you bastard

And then I say it out loud just like that

And he hears me

So I reach in my pocket and I give him some change and we head off

At the coffee shop

Go to order a latte

And guess who’s got no change left in their pocket

Minimum eftpos $ 10

You weaselled me you bastard

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Yeah, we’re standing at the airport check-in

It was either Beijing or Shanghai

Returning home after like 2 weeks of complete chaos and debauchery

And Jules lights up a smoke, at the counter, at the airport

I guess in only 2 weeks we’d adopted some of those local attitudes

For example: if you ain’t smoking a ciggie in this very moment then you are

doing it wrong

We sat down at a cafe destroyed and tired

I looked up from my beer and I saw this old as fuck couple

They grabbed my attention as the dude had a Nat Geo backpack, circa 2005

It was the same one I had

Respect

Yeah, the old couple who looked as depleted as I felt

They looked each other in the eye and they never broke a gaze

After all these years they still hung on each other’s words

It may seem cliche, but it made me smile at least

Fuck time;

love rules

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