Dec 05, 2004 12:08
I got drunk last night. I got real drunk. Cause currently I'm getting incomplete images of what I think happened. Yet again in my drunken stooper I almost got into a fight with some guy over something dumb. Oh well. Okay I'm done. Maybe I'm not done yet.
You see recently I started learning how to throw knives, and I .... wait that's not it. (Sit and think blankly for a moment). Oh yeah, my dirty ex has written me 4 times in the last 3 days. Despite all of my threats against her life, and Dans(especially his) she still had the nerve to write me. This far in the game of hate'n that dirty bitch, I think I am actually willing to talk to her. Perhaps not civilly, however still talk to her. Let's see. Her first email was extremely illiterate, and Doug's response to it was,"Your not my ex, your not even literate". Then Will was like,"Hey you should respond in Haiku form". Then every head turned towards Doug at the very exact same time. So Doug came up with the Haiku and it went like this...
This is my response
In the form of a Haiku
Fuck off cheating bitch
~fin~
Okay, I thought it was funny, then she wrote me back. I don't know. I got nothin.