Apr 16, 2022
What’s So F’n Good About (Me) Good Friday?
As Per Pesci Per Goodfellas as the Personification of the Friday before Easter. Call him Joe Friday. I don’t know it’s like 3 or 4 jokes Pescatarian style. That’s it. Okay, Forget about it.
Who Me? WHAT THE FUCK did you just say to me? I’m GOOD???!!! What the fuck is so GOOD about me? Huh? Tell me, Ya mamaluk, Ya!
What am I…like uh…one of them fuckin’ school grading systems with the scores like; below average, average, GOOD, excellent, — like that? What am I fuckin’ test?
Am I some Spanish question asking, “How are you?” and you answering “Bien” but like as a prefix before Viernes? You fuckin’ prick ya!
Ya think I‘m’ one of those…those…Italian guys walkin’ around talkin’ about their mothers and their wives…and how they don’t get the respect they deserve. You know one of those guys…those GOOD fellas! But like as an objectively benevolent day of the week? Is that what you’re tryin’ say I am?
“Oh, no, I thought you said you was, ‘I’m GOOD, Spider’”
I am Good, Spider, ya fuckin’ prick ya. You’re not good. You know what? Dance for me ya fuckin’…
What the hell am I doing? I can’t write shit about Good Friday, using curse words and shit. That’s like sacrilege. I feel like I’m shredding the Sabbath apart into little pieces...hey that reminds me of an NFT story I’ve been meaning to write.
I gotta go back and delete this first.
It’s late.
Alright, tomorrow. I swear.
