Mar 30, 2004 15:19
ob la di!
ob la da!
life goes onnnnn AHH!
NAHH! NAHH! NAHH! NAHH!
LIFE GOES ON!
post!
i wrote a song about my dog. joe doesnt like it. i know jimmy will, and casey will punch me and charlie will scratch his head and go "huhh!" and amanda will go "i hate you, now quit grabbing my boobs"
and ill just be alone, with bosco, my dog, writing songs about eachother, making out in the back yard behind the tool shed, smoking refer cigarettes, thinking aobut that lindsay nichols girl(gorgeous).
im talking to joe, tomorrow sam is coming over to trade poetry with me, we will chainsmoke and drink boones farm and make fun of eachothers stupid poems and then name a few disease's it would suck to have. like uhhhh
..... necrosis... that would just be terrible. and any kind of parasite, except for moss, if i had some patches of green moss growin on me... man.. i dont know, id be almost like a tree, or a rock.. if i were an animal, id want to be a slime mold, a bright yellow and greenish fucking slime mold, scarin little kids and shhhhhTUFF... sigh... i want to play.