I just had to say that this woman who rode the f train with me almost all te way to 179th street ne'er stopped smiling once during the whole ride...
Perhaps some creepy guy told her a really good jokes dishes been smiling since queens bridge...
Or perhaps she's one of those folks who didn't believe their mom when they said that if you keep making a face like that, your face will freeze up like that...
Ida know...
Botox.
Either way, it was really creeping me out...
Thanks creepy lady, I'm glad that you're happy... Now I need to drink your visage out of my head
—the bastard
...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Thursday, November 08, 2012
The bastard wants to go on record...
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