| pacchiarotto |
Posted
on 07-May-03 10:36 AM
roll credits please. quick. Our obsession to bullshit overrides the fact that half the people cant even speak english. did ya'll read the joke who tried to rhyme. I mean the dumbass who couldnt write a poem. sorry, wasnt trying to humor anybody. I read a poem somewhere in the column, and the most apparent quality was that person was quick to quote somebody else. good going. he must be rolling in ESL by now. NOO dude, I just had a major bad start this mornin; got dropped from a class , poked around the whole of last night, and now im swollen as a water python, horny as a mo*fuc*ker, lookin for my girlfriend, and forgettin that I just came on to piss on everybody else for being so lame. what are you all plannin for summer by the way. Im planning to write the longest big dick poem you ever heard of. and since im so steamed this morning, I'll share it with all of ya.bottoms up.
TRIP AWAY
So you had a few beers
Three shots of vodka
Maybe even downed a quart of hard whiskey
That took you two stories above
In apartment six, with a
Hard mattress, cold feet
And a naked chick knocked
The hell out of sensual senses
Five hours later, not a wink too few
A bottle of moonshine would have done all too fine
Now there is a whole long story to go along with that, but i guess im still waitin for summer.
But then little bit later , I was kinda feelin sadistic, yknow what i mean. I saw a dog collared to a pole outside of my class, and I pitied myself. I dont know why. this is something to it
This is the strangest life I will ever live
so i walk around because someone tells me to
im the best you can do, because no one
else listens to you.
In someone else's fashion, my cloths, my hair, my mind
I still got a women thats treated me better
but I can go my own way.
On a plain tommorow Im taking
the same road again
and I cant tell you why
I cant tell you fools why.
I feel mellow now. theres a good section of the computer lab by the window that good lookin girls fight to get a seat. damn these bit*ches, just cant take turns anymore. Well, theyre comin. and im ready. isnt the lab stoke. I mean where else can you pick up nerdy chicks. hah. peace.
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