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Tuesday 06/17/2003 1:41:58am
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Peter Gozena |
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Lubbock Texas |
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I went to school one time, and I thought "Man, I like to play the trumpet" So for like a week I played the trumpet. Then one night I got completely wasted from a bottle of Bacardi and my best friend decided to play a cruel trick on me. The rascal lit black cat firecrackers and lodged them between my cheeks and my teeth. Needless to say, I am missing a lot of my face and can no longer play the trumpet. Seeing as how I am not coordinated enough to play percussion, I was forced to quit music forever. I attempted suicide twice, both obviously ending in failure, but did leave me helpless and paralyzed in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I scolded God for a long period of time. Then in 2000, I saw the Legend of Texas perform in Canyon. This experience completely turned my life around. I found a reason to live, and that reason was listening to the Legend of Texas Drum and Bugle Corps belt out those insane high notes in "Little Bitty Piss Ant Country Place". When I heard that, I felt a slight tingling in my loins. What an exuberating performance! After that, I was inspired to put my life back in order, and get the heck out of this wheelchair. But of course, despite my greatest efforts, nothing I did or ever could do could put me back where I was. Once again, I fell into heavy depression, and turned to drugs and alcohol for an escape. I then learned that drugs would not work for me, because it is very difficult to toke a bowl when you cannot move anything from your neck and down. Beer only worked when my hired help, Cordell, had the time to hold the bottle up to my face for an hour. Then the Legend of Texas merged with the Troopers, and I never heard about them ever again. This made my life worse. Sadly, this time, there is no suicide, no drugs, barely any alcohol, and no lady folk to cure my ills. I'm left here, doomed to wonder the earth alone, dictating guestbook entries to websites that I stumble upon for the rest of my God-forsaken life. But I will never forget the legend of Texas, for that brief instant in my life, when I was me - Peter Gozena. Thank you. |
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Lucifer |
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