Tuesday, November 20, 2007
make no mistake sir
my elbow means move now, jerk
next step is my foot
it's amazing how random acts of cocksuckery inspires one to tap old poetry styles that they haven't used since they had to write in since high school. i didn'y have to do it in college because all th epeotry teacher wanted us to write was anything about hating america.
i hate you jackass
i hope that you choke real soon
stupid green jacket
you see it just rolls right off the old brain. who knows? maybe the bastard will start a collection of his hateful subway haiku. oh. wait. bastard need coffee now.