Still I rise.
So, my roommates are fucking assholes and i just feel the need to write about it and get it out of my system. This catharsis will inevitably be completed by smoking a spliff and donning a mink stole to perform a fancy jig in the streets.
Then everything will be better once again.
And now that I'm finally out of that unimaginative hell, I can pursue my real dream: to start the first lesbian softball team the world has ever known. Some may call me foolish, i say I'm a visionary. Some may have laughed, but they can stick a snausage in their guffaws, because this guy's got plans!
I can hear Ethel Merman cackling "Everyting's Coming Up Roses" already.
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