There is a man in my hall smoking an unfiltered camel and watching me!
He will eat my brain.
The baby down the hall is crying, but I know it’s a demon from Hell.
They let me out, they said I’m not crazy
I killed the paper boy, he is in my bathtub.
Listen, if we don’t escape, the aliens will take our brains.
The doctors say I’m all better now…
Today the world will end, I have not seen the sun in thirty years.
They put food out my door, they say it is shut in outreach but it’s drugged!
There is a man outside my door smoking an unfiltered camel. I wouldn’t let him in.
(This note was found by me when I delivered pizza in San Diego in 2003 in an apartment building. I could see the man watching me while I drove off…)