Friday, June 19, 2009

Just think I need a breath of

Indistinguishable lackeys that break bread while you have a headache. Annoying because the boss wipes the glistneing sweat beads off his head while yelling. His voice sounding like a loud tv when its left on in a cheap motel at full volume to cover up the cheap perfume and even cheaper sex from the hooker who has a bleeding, red sore on her lip. Yeah I said it. Explicitly disgustingly crapable. Who knows when my feet will take me out of here. Little ships with armor of rubber. Allegory, parable, metaphor. These are the highest forms of thinking. Lest be tested by whom ever.
Im so smart.....give me money....

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