Friday, December 14, 2007

...on functioning

i don't get it.

no matter how hard i tried last night.

no matter how much i had to drink at the evil ant overlord's christmas party.

the bastard didn't die.

i'm beginning to wonder if death really IS a mug's game.

who knows? the worst part is, the bastard didn't start feeling better until he walked into the office. i think that there's a concentric circle of hell for bastard's who are rejuvenated by the office. and i think i'm going there. at least in hell, i'll be warm

—the bastard

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