weed o'phoon one

5:30 out ya bed television signal typhoon signal number 3 work class suspended i din't know they take'at seriously hea. searched through teh window overcast skies diagonal downpour slanted by chill winds seemed to me like the usual dint know they take 'at seriously hea. TV now screamin signal number 3, flashin pictures o'em i don know, the hazy streets, could be bad reception, worse ma blurry eyes. fo nights av been snorin on meg when it comes her turn in teh middle o somethn. 6:17 called meg pitchin' laughs said, "ye's goin to the prom?" said "i's gon to the prom!" TV freaks screamin signal number 3 ragin'em metro need a bath shut the freak off.