Thursday, November 1, 2007

we'll travel to infinity, i'll always be there....

so drunk girls?
annoying. some would call them easy, but the old fish in a barrel thing was never my scene. I actually just pictured that in my head and threw up a bit. FISH + BARREL = PUKEFEST/ANCIENT EUROPE.
drunk girls that are hideous?
the fucking worst, especially when you're working
and you tell them to leave
and the ho's all "i'm not even....that, drunk!"
WELL BITCH, TELL ME WHO THE FUCK SPEAKS WITH THAT SORT OF PUNCTUATION?
Drunk ugfos, that's who;
ones that need to get shot in the face.
i'm not advocating murder,
but the intense emotional trauma may cause the sickly slut to shut the fuck up once in a while
and the drastic surgery may actually help the looks department of her life.
(YEAH I'M TALKING AT YOU SQUARE FRAMES, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.)

don't get it twisted, drunktimes are goodtimes. (mostimes...where's the t? RIGHT THERE!)
in fact, if you don't drink, you are a fucking fascist.
there, i said it
i didn't want to go there, but look where we are....
dragged out into the brutally honest realm of truth and me, bitches.
but i digress, and then return to my previous point. follow? awesome.
if i like you, you can get drunk
if i don't like you, you should probably lock yourself in a cave
which really won't be that easy when you realize there are no doors in a cave
or locks for that matter
that is, unless you are in the bat cave
but if you have access to the bat cave then you must be batman
in which case we'd already be friends
unless you're that tool robin, then you should test your flying abilities by jumping off the nearest bridge.
THE POINT?
caves bitch, caves.
and drunk hos.
all around me
oh no,
i seem to have lost myself for a moment
well chew on some broken glass - i'll get to it sometime next week. (oh that elusive point...)

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