I get to talk about what I want, when I want. Gotta problem with that? Are you looking at me?? Cus I don't see anybody else around he'ah. And I came here to do 2 things: Drink beer and fight. Looks like were are almost out of beer...
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The end is near.
My own mother doesn't even read my blog. That's all I have to say.
Now, now. That doesn't mean we don't love you...
ReplyDeletePokey haiku:
Ever tall and straight
She sees with love and justice
Our gift to the world