I got the damn iPhone

May 11, 2012 09:42


This is what happens if you sing Hard n Firm’s Pi into Siri and you’re British and you’re me. I probobly split it up in the wrong places.

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Pardon firm - pie

When can Perlin hands of men describe your form by evil peeps
they draw and also on which God has slaughtered all steerability
nowise curd over soaking in all the places you anoint 
and yet to see you all at once we only need the point

Flirting with infinity 
you’re geometric progeny
birthday Lindside you isotype 
with triangles that does over

3.14159265358979323846264338327950288419716939937510582097494459

You’re ever constant Hammoudi says floor is disciplining 
their painter incentive imperfection freezers from Marsing 
and if our transcendental Lifshitz find a final floor 
then men more murdered death of Cardwell one there was before

I know spyship backward and forward 
Check it out

I bet David 
I do three Texana pointing out the door 
ago and again and that made it for 
Timing Came Another Five 
Annaghmore up and That Makes Nine 
the Average Age 26.5
Now That’s What I Call Getting Some pie 
Five of the chicks or 6 inch heels 
2/9 squealed like seals 
514 was not area code 
Québec Canada by winter Adelbod -
en my $1.3 million Charolais 
Piper pie forwards all night and all day

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