ALL THE FUN I COULD HAVE HAD...
(Please tell me that there's someone out there that understands this... Christ, ridiculous.)
I could have chased badgers with spoons. Surely more than mildly amusing. No doubt about it. You try- now that’s fun.
What about friendly play?
Put a Snickers in the toilet and laugh at it... Add a dollop of ice cream and it’s our friendly Pennsylvania representative. I was going to have an outstanding laugh.
Could have watched my cat lick himself. That would be like Happy Silence. Oh those quiet nights alone.
One great night with the kitchen faucet. See, you put just your forehead under a stop and go drip. Wanted to see how long it took before I felt like I was in Torturous China.
Wouldn’t I just then shaving my head? If I wanted shit on my head, I would have stood under pigeons at play. Not entirely different, this I know.
One night of all music- all the time. That’s all I asked for. Wanted my man Rod Stuart playing the same song, all night long. Dusk til dawn, man. That’s the way to go.
Love to play with sharp tacks. I enjoy to glue them to the bathtub and jump in for a swim. Cool off a bit. Got a bit heated last time this garbage was flung.
Try to fuck an alligator. It might show more love and affection thru out. Woo for snuggle time.
Stand in line my myself in front of my toilet paper with the house heat off. Always wanted to know what Russia felt like... God I want to be so worldly.
My to-do list had on there to have a conversation with the front porch. And why the fuck not, I thought? How riveting!
Get fat again. That would be uber sexy. Oh yes, eat everything in sight for shits and giggles. First thought was to run out to Wal-Mart and purchase a jigsaw.
I could have had all this fun. Immense, beautiful fun. But no. And why? I was too fucking worried about the consequences of your dumb ass finally being human. Thanks again, Dr. Douche. Lots of love for you. Now where’s my badger...
(By the way--I did look for my Rod CD... Again- someone stole that shit. I did find my Barney tape tho. I was going to sing that one song all damn night. But no- you had to be a fucking asshole.)
I could have chased badgers with spoons. Surely more than mildly amusing. No doubt about it. You try- now that’s fun.
What about friendly play?
Put a Snickers in the toilet and laugh at it... Add a dollop of ice cream and it’s our friendly Pennsylvania representative. I was going to have an outstanding laugh.
Could have watched my cat lick himself. That would be like Happy Silence. Oh those quiet nights alone.
One great night with the kitchen faucet. See, you put just your forehead under a stop and go drip. Wanted to see how long it took before I felt like I was in Torturous China.
Wouldn’t I just then shaving my head? If I wanted shit on my head, I would have stood under pigeons at play. Not entirely different, this I know.
One night of all music- all the time. That’s all I asked for. Wanted my man Rod Stuart playing the same song, all night long. Dusk til dawn, man. That’s the way to go.
Love to play with sharp tacks. I enjoy to glue them to the bathtub and jump in for a swim. Cool off a bit. Got a bit heated last time this garbage was flung.
Try to fuck an alligator. It might show more love and affection thru out. Woo for snuggle time.
Stand in line my myself in front of my toilet paper with the house heat off. Always wanted to know what Russia felt like... God I want to be so worldly.
My to-do list had on there to have a conversation with the front porch. And why the fuck not, I thought? How riveting!
Get fat again. That would be uber sexy. Oh yes, eat everything in sight for shits and giggles. First thought was to run out to Wal-Mart and purchase a jigsaw.
I could have had all this fun. Immense, beautiful fun. But no. And why? I was too fucking worried about the consequences of your dumb ass finally being human. Thanks again, Dr. Douche. Lots of love for you. Now where’s my badger...
(By the way--I did look for my Rod CD... Again- someone stole that shit. I did find my Barney tape tho. I was going to sing that one song all damn night. But no- you had to be a fucking asshole.)