STARTING FIGHTS ON SUNNY NIGHTS
STARTING FIGHTS ON SUNNY NIGHTS
2001, new years eve. I’m not a guy that gets laid a lot, but I’m at a friends apartment party and end up going downstairs with the girl that lives below them. We’re makin’ out, touching each other in the bathing suit area, and Sublime comes on.
“Wasn’t Brad such an amazing poet?” she says.
For the first time in my life (though not the last) I fake being so drunk I need to puke as I realize, “I’m not doing this”.
Sometimes I feel like I understand you people really well, and sometimes I feel like I don’t understand you people at all.
Sublime’s Greatest Hits should obviously have been titled “Good Times and Sex Crimes”. Troof.