Thursday, June 19, 2014

Morning 5am... that will be a bad time for horseshoes...

"You a bitch," is what I chanted to Al.
"I am a bitch... why do say such things about me?..."
"Grommm..." Al quoting movie.
"He didn't have any skins did he? MOM? MOM? " Al question associated clinging to the furniture after a fire of beer.
Damn autocorrect I think.
Father is listening to old telephony messages while a beast groans from Conan. Blah. I wish I had some jizzel jazzal like my friends... those two trick whores.
Stay strong, get your beauty rest.
"Hmmm..."
"Silver Linings, " I whispered...
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