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I am: a bum
I am not: a leg
I love: david dickinson, rawr tiger
I hate: mrs.dickinson, back off he's mine u wrinkle bag
I fear: maaayaaaad ppl with knives
I hope: the toilet isnt occupied >_<
I hear: TROUBLE, sounds like a job for supppperjack!
I crave: to have a craving
I regret: stealing the neighborhood hobo's dog
I cry: when the dog died
I care: that the dog died
I always: kill tramps dogs
I believe: in miracles, where u from u sexy thing
I feel alone: when im alone...
I listen: to turtles having sex
I hide: when the tramps come back for their dogs
I drive: wheelchairs in2 supermarkets with conveniently high piles of iron bru. JUST high enuf to actually fall in2 my basket enabling a get away through the conveniently placed exit doors.
I sing: in the shower and to sheep
I dance: only when drunk
I write: with a pen
I play: with my one eyed trouser snake
I miss: daylight
I search: for mould on rocks, so i can eat it, with my tongue
I learn: never to steal tramps dogs
I feel: babies bottoms
I know: nothing at all
I say: betty
I succeed: in saying betty
I dream: about losing my trousers in school, they r always found in a bin, very spiderman like
I wonder: if the tramps are coming for me right now
I want: a life with david dickinson
I have: no life with david dickinson
I give: fajita's too rich men
I fell: in love
I fight: against vulnerable invalids
I need: to itch my chin
I am not: a leg
I love: david dickinson, rawr tiger
I hate: mrs.dickinson, back off he's mine u wrinkle bag
I fear: maaayaaaad ppl with knives
I hope: the toilet isnt occupied >_<
I hear: TROUBLE, sounds like a job for supppperjack!
I crave: to have a craving
I regret: stealing the neighborhood hobo's dog
I cry: when the dog died
I care: that the dog died
I always: kill tramps dogs
I believe: in miracles, where u from u sexy thing
I feel alone: when im alone...
I listen: to turtles having sex
I hide: when the tramps come back for their dogs
I drive: wheelchairs in2 supermarkets with conveniently high piles of iron bru. JUST high enuf to actually fall in2 my basket enabling a get away through the conveniently placed exit doors.
I sing: in the shower and to sheep
I dance: only when drunk
I write: with a pen
I play: with my one eyed trouser snake
I miss: daylight
I search: for mould on rocks, so i can eat it, with my tongue
I learn: never to steal tramps dogs
I feel: babies bottoms
I know: nothing at all
I say: betty
I succeed: in saying betty
I dream: about losing my trousers in school, they r always found in a bin, very spiderman like
I wonder: if the tramps are coming for me right now
I want: a life with david dickinson
I have: no life with david dickinson
I give: fajita's too rich men
I fell: in love
I fight: against vulnerable invalids
I need: to itch my chin