I am king, and this is my subject.
Around Christmas time, Negroes around the world call up all their homies and their hos and their posses and their crews on all of their cellys to say "where you at?". The constant ringing and and shouting and the general deluge of grammatically incorrect salutations has made many a honky feel quite faint. This is often referred to as the "Holla-daze".
The poor vatos are left out of the equation entirely. It's okay though; those freaks celebrate Epiphany.
being sick sucks.
being sick and busy sucks more.
being sick, busy, and stressed is like making some sort of stupid straw/leech/lamprey/blowjob reference to convey how much something sucks. metaphorically.
who the fuck wants to watch Carnosaur 2 with me?
or for the brave of heart and the spanishéd of tongue: Shaolin y Wu Tan
or maybe someone can go find Silent Night, Deadly Night 3, cuz my video store doesn't have it
or Shogun Assassin, or The Eliminators, or The Children, or Cybernator, or Ninja Operation: Licensed to Terminate, or Raiders of the Sun, or Demonwarp, or ANYTHING
well, too bad; i'm sick and busy and stressed.
fucking hell.
The poor vatos are left out of the equation entirely. It's okay though; those freaks celebrate Epiphany.
being sick sucks.
being sick and busy sucks more.
being sick, busy, and stressed is like making some sort of stupid straw/leech/lamprey/blowjob reference to convey how much something sucks. metaphorically.
who the fuck wants to watch Carnosaur 2 with me?
or for the brave of heart and the spanishéd of tongue: Shaolin y Wu Tan
or maybe someone can go find Silent Night, Deadly Night 3, cuz my video store doesn't have it
or Shogun Assassin, or The Eliminators, or The Children, or Cybernator, or Ninja Operation: Licensed to Terminate, or Raiders of the Sun, or Demonwarp, or ANYTHING
well, too bad; i'm sick and busy and stressed.
fucking hell.