Abraca-Pocus?
I sit here now because my bitch FINALLY got his ass off my computer. He likes to play to the highschool-drama-following on that infamous "dance" board of Dallas. Yeah, he ducks his head and slums it up, the drone. He's still fuckin' hot, though! Sometimes I just have to drag his ass back into the world of adulthood.
...I'm just playin', baby!
...You know I think you're tha shiznit.
I just have to give him hell. Anyway, so here I am trying to think of something pertinant to say. Honestly, I don't care enough to deal out any life-inspiring sermons. I mean, if you can't figure shit out on your own, why would anything I say magically turn on the light in your head.
"We've been watching you for some time...
...I'm just playin', baby!
...You know I think you're tha shiznit.
I just have to give him hell. Anyway, so here I am trying to think of something pertinant to say. Honestly, I don't care enough to deal out any life-inspiring sermons. I mean, if you can't figure shit out on your own, why would anything I say magically turn on the light in your head.
"We've been watching you for some time...