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I woke up today covered in, Dried tapioca pudding, And. A steadily growing sense of impending doom. My unspoken apology for each, Of your unspoken warnings, And. Those smiles that make me nauseous every time. But please give me a few more days, Before you bail out, And. Maybe we can pretend this mess never happened. The cleaning lady will be Pissed about the sheets, But. She probably wouldn't understand us, either. |
That was funny and actually pretty thought provoking depending on how the reader decides to interpret it. A funny scenario comes to mind from that movie trainspotting. I dunno if you've seen it but if you have, the part where spud [censored] the bed! HAHAHA! Oh well I know that has nothing to do with the meaning of this piece but thanks for inspiring a funny snippet from a great movie. Take care 6 | Posted on 2007-01-04 00:00:00 | by fryte | [ Reply to This ] | |