Oct 09, 2007 14:53
You talk so fucking much, it’s a wonder you know what other people’s voices sound like. Don’t mean to alarm you but the truth is alarming. At first it was refreshing to meet someone who dictated the misleading information on wikipedia to me articulately, well…more like at me. However, now I just want you to swallow a tennis ball. Over all you’re a good person and that’s what counts, does it matter that half of the time I’m counting on you waking up deaf?
If I could split you up into four people I’d befriend two of them so they can talk to each other while I watched. The other two I’d keep in my closet because a double homicide looks rad on a resume. You don’t even know what you have and it’s disgusting. The things you take for granted I could build a kingdom out of, courts, pawns, rooks and especially the queen.
You filthy savant. If you had to mop a floor to save your life I wouldn’t miss you when you didn’t do it.
You’re lucky I have a Masters in diplomacy.
Just do your best impression of a Hellen Keller and maybe the day might slide by.
Christ.