Smelling Cigarettes Testo

Very much vodka and too much tequila: those are the ways I learned to deal. Across against the light and the sleet scalds my sight, stunned I stayed put and a billboard truck runs over my foot. So things are really hopping; and my unemployment❝s stopping; and my kitty cat❝s copping; and I need to forget. So I go to the window and smell a cigarette.
Now I❝m in the clutches of my crutches: I❝m laid up, and I sip from my cup, and I look outside. And I see Christopher Hyde-who just got divorced, and there❝s a restraining order enforced-going in his ex-wife❝s garage. I❝m just drunk enough to open the window, yell out gruff:
❝Don❝t you key that brand-new Camry.❝ And he gave me the cursor, ❝Damn,❝ returning to the spot he was, ❝Mind your own business you!❝ And I wag my finger, ❝You❝re not doing what you❝re supposed to do.❝
And then he❝s coming toward me, and I took a swig of my tequila ❝cause it made me feel a little nervous as he started across against the light: but he didn❝t look to his right as he didn❝t stay put. And a billboard truck came and ran over his foot.
And the cops responding called out to me, ❝Hey is this your cat?❝ ❝Yeah, but sometimes it forgets. Ah, wait a minute. I gonna come out there and smell a couple a cigarettes.❝
Don❝t you hurry-worry with me❦