Aug 04, 2006 23:52
"it's friday night. and i feel all right.
party's here on the west side.
so i reach for my 40 and i turn it up.
designated driver takes the keys to my truck"
i'm sitting in front of my computer on a fine friday night, typing out how i'm sitting in front of my latop on a fine friday night.
damn, that is a real kind of pitiful.