Tuesday, November 08, 2005
running in circles, comet tails, science apart
After ages of sleeping and walking with my ass out, I've noticed that the walls in my room sometimes talk back and I can lick my balls for ten good minutes when I bend low enough just so my head's perfectly placed inside my pants.
Boredom is lousy partner in bed—just like any sorry-assed jobless loser on this planet.
In my room, 1:28 pm
(11/08/05)
I pay my respect to that little penguin lamp for providing me with good vibes without the hash.
Yes, good vibes without the hash.
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