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RE: Fish My Life
Never mind, with all that wool I can cover my exposed self up!!
I've had it with forks. Spoons all the way.
I'm all about them spirits found some down the hardware store for a tenth of the price of them fancy whiskys. Whose laughing now!
Just let it all hang out. This is America! or something.
Chopsticks for me now watch me get shotI always laugh when I drink rubbing alcohol!
Hell. I will then!! Somebody baste my baby ribs or something!!!
don't let them see your soy sauceI think I'm laughing, but I can't see it!
You'd need a Master Baster for that!
they better not fork my soy sauce that's one of my favorite drinksI can see it!
I've got one of those! It, I mean, the neighbor has. Someone he lets me have it.
mine too, nothing is sacred anymoreI can't thunk straight
My neighbor has a window I get to stare in.
those provocateurs out there are doing a fine job of making things worse for everyoneI thunk about junk and act like a punk.
Sometimes I think everyone has a window that I just stare in.
*There's no end to it. They think it's great. So much attention for us...ahem, yeah.*I only act like a punk when I'm double dunk dippin, my heart trip trip trippin as I'm rip rip rippin at the walls of my cage.
Can't contain my rage.
Fool
I've seen those windows before.
yeah so nice of these folks to pretend to speak for everyone and make us look like socially stunted and emotionally immature internet trolls at the same time, in front of the entire worldI got no rhymes this time except for what's mine. Just opened a bottle of wine. Should be feeling fine.
Bad Windows. Bad places.
its funny that, I see so few things I would be glad to say some for meI stopped the wine when it poured out blood red. Made me think of things I'd rather do instead, starting with numbers, ending with gun, pull out my Glock load a bullet just one.
I don't have a glock