But I do it anyway. If Brigitte said to me "You need to go to the Moon right now, and fetch a carton of Blue Milk," well, to tell you the truth, I'd probably do it. Under considerable pressure, but once I make up my mind, I'll fucking climb Mount Goddamn Fuji. I'll not only climb it, I'll personally dispatch every fucking Japanese tourist I see atop of it.
And I'll feel good when I get to my bed, in my familiar room, on my familiar bed, having massacred several people who speak a different language than mine while snatching Zs..
Trust me. Once you make up your mind and steel yourself, a trip to Japan is a stroll to the corner store.
Just don't make a habit out of it.
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