:24:01
and all the kicks...
:24:03
and all the girls
are out there.
:24:05
And me, a writer!
:24:07
And a poet who should be
having adventures...
:24:10
and experiencing
all the diversities...
:24:12
and paradoxes
and ironies of life...
:24:14
and passing over
all the roads of the world!
:24:17
And digging all the cities
and towns and rivers...
:24:22
and the oceans and...
:24:25
making all of them chicks.
:24:28
Oh, God.
:24:31
As a writer and a poet...
:24:32
it is my duty to get out there
and dig the world...
:24:35
to swim in
the whole frigging scene...
:24:37
while there is
still time, man.
:24:40
My farting around days
are over, baby.
:24:42
From this day on, I shall live
every day as if it was my last.
:24:47
I must do it!
:24:49
No more of the dreary,
boring classes...
:24:52
dismal lectures,
sitting around bullshitting..
:24:55
with pretentious
fat-ass hippies.
:24:57
No more of the books...
:24:58
the spoutings of
a bunch of old farts...
:25:00
who think they know
the whole goddamn score.
:25:09
Oh, my God, what have I done?
:25:15
I set all my notes
and books on fire...
:25:18
and now I can't study
for my exams.
:25:20
I'll flunk out,
and my folks will be pissed off.
:25:26
I'll get a blanket.
:25:30
The blanket's on fire.
:25:33
We better call
the fire department.
:25:45
Bo Diddley buy his baby
a diamond ring
:25:50
If that diamond ring
don't shine
:25:54
He gonna take it
to a private eye
:25:59
If that private eye
can't see