it's my last day at work[views:1709][posts:5]__________________________________ [Oct 13,2004 1:17pm - litacore ""] So . . . "My daddy is an unqualified Hawaian Satanic Convenience Food Store clerk for the Secret Marines. I know because I pulled the string on the back of his head And he told me how the men from the Health Department come in And hang the Creme Donuts on their erections while Saluting the flag Little old ladies come in from down the street And take turns giving Daddy gum jobs But sometimes he gets stuck to their denture cement And they have to use a blowtorch" Zoogs Rift, "The Secrets Marines Blow Out" from the SST album "The Island of Living Puke" First Verse. |
| __________________________________ [Oct 13,2004 4:11pm - litacore ""] Second verse. "Yesterday day went in to buy some cake and candy But Dadddy was putting the pure cane sugar out onto the counter in little piles and told me to FUCK OFF! I was psychologically disbonded over his compendeous manner (Despite my usual latitudinal area tendencies) and said WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU TODAY, OLD MAN? GOT THE RAG ON, YA OLD HAG?" Daddy then began to cry. Then I ran outside into the arms of three ruffians who proceeded to bash my skull into a nearby brick wall I told them that when I grow up, I want to be a brain surgeon, just like my little brother Then I showed them my dick and they all ran away and joined the circus |
| ______________________________________ [Oct 13,2004 4:14pm - the_reverend ""] third verse, same as the first! |
| __________________________________ [Oct 13,2004 5:11pm - litacore ""] exactly! |
| ___________________________________ [Oct 13,2004 10:54pm - litacore ""] it's almost 11pm and I'm still at work. Goin' on 13 hours. my last day. Nice. BUGGERFUCKING BOOGERSNORTS! I wanna go home and sleep and dream of ice castles!:whipper: |
| ___________________________________ [Oct 13,2004 11:07pm - succubus ""] <3 |