...Oh and since when did Irony become just?

...all the world is a stage, as per Shakespeare.
Thus, not all isn't as true as what it seem.
We get the truth the way we perceive it.
We pad it if it blows hard;
We sweeten it if it bitters.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

NEED for a LAXATIVE! (flush out the biyatch-ey toxin!!!)

YEs, when the Brioche Bread syndrome bites like red ants out of nowhere...or probably from a  cellphone log record shouting out "RED LIGHT! RED LIGHT! "... indicating that the scrawny "shikki" has made signal again.... AY AY AAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.



i just wana say... "HEY COKIE! I OWE ANYONE NUTHIN SORTA LIKE A TEE-WAY FOR MAH' MAN..NOT ESPECIALLY FROM A BIYATCH LIKE YOU!"





....So, Cross the line, woman....and GET  ETERNAL BLACKOUT. no heaven, biyatch.... just the cold red earth.

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