Mar 29, 2009 21:53
[have a splash, followed soon after by the sound of someone spitting out a mouthful of water]
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Nothing like a nice dip after snuffing it. I feel so refreshed.
Honestly, I know George is the holy one, but is it too much to ask for a choir of angels to come round and serenade me whilst I wade in these hallowed waters?
Tasted like dung, by the
still waiting on those angels,
how you doin,
hi my name is gred and i'm dead,
may wanna check your water supply,
party hard,
awaiting heavenly choirs
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Nearly-Headless-Nick? How can someone be nearly headless?
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I think I've heard this before.
Let's just say certain executioners should broaden their horizons.
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Sounds like they should quit their day job.
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And their night job.
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I wonder how much an executioner gets paid?
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Not enough to ensure quality executing, apparently.
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How are you enjoying the City so far?
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Aside from the fountain, it's not half bad. I think I can get some work done here.
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What kind of work would that be?
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The fun kind.
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As apposed to most work right?
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Absolutely.
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I'm glad I never had a real job.
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Define 'real' job. Because my job was very real.
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