Bad poetry, oh noetry

[donotbeanidiot]

Minutes before my running board was torn from my van, I wrote a haiku.

Here it is:

In the passing lane
Both are talking on cell phones
Whilst she jerks him off

p.s. This is not about me, merely an exaggerated version of something I saw. It's not very funny, nor is it of any quality, but it is my life update.

Comments

[facing_the_wall]

I like your mood.

[donotbeanidiot]

the mood was the most honest part about this post...it gets hot upstairs.

[facing_the_wall]

I can't wait to spend nights naked upstairs... That's a lie. I would never be naked. NEVER!

[obscuredclarity]

i think your life has a little more excitement than that as to where you don't really need to make something up through an unfunny, lacking of quality haiku.

or maybe i'm wrong and underneath it all, you are that lame.

[jaerff]

cam's life sucks.

[donotbeanidiot]

at least i have you

[donotbeanidiot]

def

[paper_doll_slut]

The Van! What happened to the Van!?!

[donotbeanidiot]

don't worry, let's just call it an upgrade.

[youknow_thatguy]

i as well am curious as to what happened to your van.

[donotbeanidiot]

fuck, now I have to post a real journal entry...

[book__of__lies]

Even after witnessing it first hand, this still made me laugh at my screen.

[donotbeanidiot]

it totally sounds like we got in a car accident because some crazy couple was trying to pass us on the freeway