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w#ll I've been through the threads, they didn't seem all that bad.
I just feel a bit defensive now.
So...
WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU PEOPLE KIND OF WELL FUCKING FUCK OFF ? YOU'RE ALL FUCKING ASLEEP ! YOU CUNTS ! TIME MACHINE... G-G-G-GO !
RUNARAHND.... NAH !
I AM SPECIAL
FUCKING WAKE UP I'VE GOT KRISHNA AND VISHNA AND KALI AND ZEUS, AND THEY'VE ALL DECIDED TO VISIT MY HOME ( NOT YOURS, MINE ! )
And PADDINGTON BLOODY BEAR, with his fog, his amphetamines and his duffel coat, scarf.
" Paddington fixed them with a HARD stare. "
And then got into a fight, the silly bastard, with a marmalade sandwich tucked into his hat, had to stumble on by past those filthy old breweries, off George street, Princes street, off the Dalry road, scottish people are scum.
So i see him down Leith, Paddington these days, tring to work his way home.
in his eyes, he knows. |
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