1 Ante Up
2 39th And Glisan
3 Spoken In Clocks
4 Where The Heart Is
FOR ALL YOU ASSHOLE CRITICS WONDERING WHERE I'VE BEEN LATELY AS OPPOSED TO HERE IN THE DEPTH OF MY BEDROOM CORNER UPDATING MY LOUSY LITTLE BLOG LIKE I ALWAYS DO, ALLOW ME TO PROUDLY ANNOUNCE THE FOLLOWING:
SHUT THE FUCK UP.
I HAVE MY MIDTERM EXAMS TO CARRY ON THIS WEEK AND FRANKLY, I'M GOING TO MAKE THE BEST EFFORT TO FAIL EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM. IT'S NOT EASY BEING THE WORST STUDENT IN THE CLASS WHERE YOU SIT IN A CORNER AND FANTASIZE ABOUT THE FAT SMELLY PROFESSOR IN VARIOUS SRI LANKAN COSTUMES, AS SHE TALKS IN HER HIDEOUSLY GROTESQUE ACCENT ON INTERNATIONAL ISSUES AND YET FAIL TO MENTION ANYTHING ABOUT HERSELF. WOW, WAY TO AVOID THE SUBJECT YOU TURDMONKEY. I MIGHT AS WELL AS MARRY THIS BITCH BEFORE THE SEMESTER ENDS SO I WON'T HAVE TO FEEL LIKE I WASTED MY TUITION FOR ANOTHER YEAR. SOMEBODY GET ME A GAS MASK WHILE I GO DOWN ON THIS BITCH'S BAT CAVE? SO THAT'S WHERE BIGFOOT HAS BEEN HIDING EVER SINCE IT WAS LAST SPOTTED!!
GET YOUR DEATH-INDUCING QUEEFS AWAY FROM ME YOU MENACING TRAITOR TO MY COUNTRY! I'LL CALL THE SWAT TEAM ON YOU FOR THIS ACT OF BIO-TERRORISM!! WHAT NEXT, ANTHRAX PUMPING OUT OF YOUR SAGGY FUCKING MALFORMED BREASTS THAT FALLS OFF IN THE COLD DAYS OF WINTER?
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