Oct 29, 2004 21:51
Sometimes a shoe filled with poo
isn't that much different
than this image of you
and the girl smoking
dust and cat hair
(from a corncob pipe)
how fitting
when you try on those tight pants
in the
"ill"-fitting room at wal-mart
where that old pervert sam
who incidentally wrote a book
laughs when you scowl at your reflection
instead of jerking off.
No. I don't like you
any
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