You're Dead, Fucker
Yo kay.
Long time no talk. The show went well, for those of you who are interested.
Let's talk about the baby possum in my bathroom.
Alright so tonight, I go to take a shower. The long, luxurious manicuring shower. You gays know of what I speak. And I see a serpentine tail dart beneath our medicine table as I enter. I am quite drunk so I pause and ask myself, was it real? A pair of innocent eyes peek out to confirm my suspicions. I try to coax it out with my slurred honey words, it does not respond. I dart by into the shower and hope it will depart the way it has entered.
No good.
That fuckin' possum is still there.
It's so cute! However, I will kill it if I have to. There's no room for the both of us.
Advice?
Long time no talk. The show went well, for those of you who are interested.
Let's talk about the baby possum in my bathroom.
Alright so tonight, I go to take a shower. The long, luxurious manicuring shower. You gays know of what I speak. And I see a serpentine tail dart beneath our medicine table as I enter. I am quite drunk so I pause and ask myself, was it real? A pair of innocent eyes peek out to confirm my suspicions. I try to coax it out with my slurred honey words, it does not respond. I dart by into the shower and hope it will depart the way it has entered.
No good.
That fuckin' possum is still there.
It's so cute! However, I will kill it if I have to. There's no room for the both of us.
Advice?