Jeaulous about the cows, not so much anymore.

It all happened suddenly, we went with 2 other Mexicans. The art was rad, we spoke about the war between the genders, and came up with a solution to the big gender war in outer space. It's not so strange considering the fact 2 their lack of gravity, and no hairdressers to be cutting and styling hair, no shops 2 find real cool clothing. No wonder they hate us, it's jealousy. Well you can't love everybody I guess, but you can respect each other, because in a way everybody is right, and everybody is wrong.
Accepting the jealous bastard in you might seem crazy, but just do. When your done doing that smile and be happy. Can't stand people who feel sorry 4 themselves, pathetic. I do it sometimes, but as soon as it's out their I let it go. Ill do 10 real big jumps, scream frome the bottom of my lugns and let it go. I'll scream: "god is a fucking looser, he does not exist, and you are a hypocrite 4 believing in him!" The I smile and count sheep. I'll wake up a week latter, and feel funky fresh, happy, my actions are now a blurry memory 4 me 2 write down.

When the cows realized their flight was canceled.