Monday, January 14, 2008
Chorizo sausage for lunch?
Was there a time when you were so desperate for attention that you tugged on someone's arm and forced them into a situation in which they were entirely uninterested, or otherwise ill-suited to deal with? Have you abused the good graces of others who were simply tolerating your sad, undeveloped personality and chattered on and on about the minutiae surrounding your personal relationships with half/step-siblings, cousins, or other relations distant enough that no one unlucky enough to show you a moment's kindness should suffer the burden of wasting a second's attention on something that even you don't really give a god-damn about? If this is the sort of tedious turd you are, help is immediately available for a song. That song is a combination of the words "Fuck you, Sunshine" and the melody of your choice, though our staff suggests Gaelic folk ballads for the best match between cadence and rhythm. In addition, there is nothing left in this world to keep you around, so you'd best pick up a hobby or start swimming westward. Knock and maybe they'll let you in?
I saw it, but I didn't believe it until you called
There is much danger involved when you take matters into your own hands. If the matters weren't in your hands to begin with, then they probably weren't intended to be meddled with, and unless your safety was at stake, it's a safe bet that all you've done is caused more complications than were necessary and bruised the soft edges of relationships you didn't deserve, anyway. All those who don't heed the word can sniff my shit.
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