I wish that I could fly
Into the sky
So very high
Just like a dragonfly
Finding lyrics that aren't written by Mr. Reznor is hard. Stealing is much easier.
Standing in front of my mirror, getting ready to leave. Fresh out of the shower, hair is ok, deodorized, teeth brushed. Grab my RightGuard Manly-Good Spray™ and spray my chest. Hussy comes up behind me just as I've pulled my pants open and sprayed inside at my crotch.
Hussy: "Uh.. did you just spray your cock?"
Me: "Well yeah, I'm going to see my mom."
Hussy: "..."
Me: "I don't know why I just said that."
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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