With some high-falutin' talk, and a lotta' liquor. (of course you know...) It ain't gonnan happen, least-wise, not while yer pal D. Tsunami is at the helm controllin' this shit. I don't believe their lies, and I'm not buyin' what their sellin' - even tho that's their job, and they're good at it. It's like spam I get on the...
Fuck That!!
Look, I know you all are hungry for a happy friday post, but Gjoddamn, this particular Friday has been a jackhammer on my particular wisdom, and on my brain as well. And I'm not sayin' it hasn't been great, but, it's also been evil. The kind of evil you want to suck deep inside yourself and hope in the morning...that, that-evil manefests into a beautiful creature that's lying beside you naked, and compliant to whatever -dream/sleep/fantasy- kinda' deal-i-o you're into. The kinda' sitch-u-ation that would kinda' get your rocks off in...sorta' the most bizzare way you could possibly imagine getting yourself off to - in the way that you'd never admit, even to your closest lover. That's what Friday's all about tonight...and when I talk about Friday like this, you know I'm serious. This is clearly the King of All Weekdays - the kinda' Friday that needs no elaboration.
So, in other words, I hope you all win the lotto tonight, and if yer not that guy/gal, then I hope your tongues all get a gjoddamn workout. I'm wishing you a moment of comlete satisfaction...knowing at the moment you read this, the weekday is done. And that ain't half bad.
Happy friday.
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