I composed a song about him. It is called, "You look stupid".

Dec 08, 2005 09:45

"Stop your fucking whining... You have nothing to worry about on this planet, and you want to die?"

I told Mr he-just-wont-come-out-of-the-closet yesterday. He was whining about the most mundane thing. Not lettuce. The next most mundane thing.

I composed a song about him.

It is called, "You look stupid".

"You look stupid
but its okay
because you really are stupid
You watch snails in the garden
and envy their
mental dexterity
and organisational skills
you are so stupid
even the stupid look up to you
you smell homeless too."
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