Perhaps the Rooster knows.
He drove a pearl white Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 (He was very proud when he bought it) which to the untrained eye looks a lot like the last generation Trans Am. It was either 1996 or 1997.
He'd park it in the lot, come into the bank and cash a $5000 check, then go back and wait for a white van to pull in. He'd then get in the van for about 10 minutes and they'd both drive away.
He got a kick out of writing "cigarettes" in the memo line of the check just to dick with his accountant.
kind of a dead junkie blue.
Man, I can't wait to read this poem...
He's a poet, why hasn't anyone tried to give him a hard time by telling him the car was purple?
Nothing in the English language rhymes with purple.
Sadly most of the time his skin was the same pearl white with a blue tint that his car was. It was very sad. He was such a sweet and shy guy too.
FUCK. Nothing rhymes with "Mitsubishi". I was all set to go with "bitchin' Trans Am" and now I have to START OVER.
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