Jun 14, 2007 00:49
Running around in your short shorts, I pitty the people who went through putting together those shoes... what is that - Alladin? How you must feel so free with your arms flailing around like an idiot - smiling. Do you even know what's in store for you? Can you even phathom what your fate is? To the beat of the drums they say... We've just added more instruments.
The world is in chaos, all signs of corruption surround us, religious genocide is rampant, and strange diseases ravage the streets... yet not getting that knock-off-transformer made you cry.
Not ready.