Showing posts with label relatives. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relatives. Show all posts

Monday, November 10, 2008

Peter on Being Alone

"it took me all of 2.2 seconds to realize that I enjoy being alone."

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Peter on Deer

"they live in the fuckin' forest. there's people out foraging for berries and shit out there. every time we're there somebody will look out the window and yell DEER! dale T be yellin' 'DEEEERR! THERE'S A DEER LOOK AT DA DEEER A DEEEERRRR!' you mention deer in the house people run, honest to fuckin' God. like moses parting the red motherfucking sea. these people, whatever they were doing at the time, whatever they were planning, whatever they had in their hands, STOPPED. whatever the fuck was going on STOPPED. they drop their shit and they run to the fuckin' window. honest to God i have never seen so many people run to a fucking window."

Peter on Asking Questions

"don't ask me questions that are irrelevant and have no point to reality. you wanna ask me a question, ask me about politics, ask me about religion, ask me about things that are relevant. things that will benefit you and make you a better person - ask me these questions because i have the answers. don't ask me stupid shit."

Peter on Family Visiting

"people don't understand - i'm not like a normal person. i'm not a normal person. i'm not one of these socializing type people. you wanna socialize with me, give me twenty bucks and get the fuck outta my face. that's how i work, that's how i operate. that's my life, that's what i do."

Peter on Visiting Family

"my aunt linda, she wants me to come up to her house and to be honest with you, i don't wanna go. it's nothing personal, nothing against them, nothing against their house. nothing against anything. i just don't wanna leave my house. their house ain't my house and their house ain't got what my house does. i just don't wanna go. i don't wanna go and sit while dale T giggles and bucks out his teeth and giggles some more. that is not what i call a day in the park.

Peter on Country Music, Part 2

"i am not a hillbilly. i don't wanna hear about hillbilly life. i don't give two shits about what a hick goes through on a daily basis; you know: 'excuse me, but my beer's empty', 'can you help me find me a bottle opener?', 'my smokes are gone.' how can people live with this shit and play it 24 hours a day?