warning...the following is a stream of conscious braingasm:
crack me open like a melon and bathe in my seed. i want to eat chicken in the middle of a tornado and watch the bones fly up into the sky. there is big flavor coming your way with the shrapnel of my hover craft. the gas tank says i'm on empty and that explains the smell of fumes. lie down right here and let me be your human blanket. lose your skin and borrow mine. black boogie banquet bar b que. here today is a thought of how i need to lie down with a girl and watch romantic movies and hold and kiss and touch and blah and blah and blah fucking blah. hold still so i can pull your ears off of each side of your head and kick the rest into the sky as if you were a soccer ball and i was the champion player from mexico. with all these lovely thoughts, can someone do me a favor and dislodge the cell phone from my ear cavity! peel my eyelids off and replace them with the banana peel that is hiding in your trash can. now pick up the remote control, aim it at me like a gun, and turn me the fuck off.
thanks, that was a whole lotta meaningless spastic speak from yours truly.
crack me open like a melon and bathe in my seed. i want to eat chicken in the middle of a tornado and watch the bones fly up into the sky. there is big flavor coming your way with the shrapnel of my hover craft. the gas tank says i'm on empty and that explains the smell of fumes. lie down right here and let me be your human blanket. lose your skin and borrow mine. black boogie banquet bar b que. here today is a thought of how i need to lie down with a girl and watch romantic movies and hold and kiss and touch and blah and blah and blah fucking blah. hold still so i can pull your ears off of each side of your head and kick the rest into the sky as if you were a soccer ball and i was the champion player from mexico. with all these lovely thoughts, can someone do me a favor and dislodge the cell phone from my ear cavity! peel my eyelids off and replace them with the banana peel that is hiding in your trash can. now pick up the remote control, aim it at me like a gun, and turn me the fuck off.
thanks, that was a whole lotta meaningless spastic speak from yours truly.
bettietwoguns:
yeah . . .
melissa2:
Not to fret......calling you within the next two hours.......swear!!!!!!