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| justamirage (profile) wrote, on 2-24-2004 at 4:18pm | |
| Current mood: pissed off Music: the bloodhound gang-i hope you die Subject: dont talk to me |
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| right now there are two people that i wish would fall off a cliif, burst into flame and be encircled in a blazing inferno before being run over by a bus and being left to die alone. yep. my mom refuses to let me go to danny's ever or let us be alone when he comes here. so that means we get to sit in the living room while my mom sits in the kitchen listening to everything we say and do. fun. all solely because of the fact that she is satans asshole and wants to make everyone elses life just one giant ass zit on her head. danny refuses to let me kill people, but eh...ill just go crawl in hole and wait for them to die. there are alot of other things involved in this that piss me off even more, but im not even gunna begin to put em in here. "other people may die as a result of this" "no! no causing harm to anyone" "howbout myself?" "no" "small animals?" "yea that'll work" eh. ill leave on this happy note with a happy song {sarcastic grin} ... You must die I alone am best! I hope ya flip some guy the bird, He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve, In front of the Beatles' tour bus, A Bookmobile and a Mack truck, Hauling hazardous biological waste, The light turns red you have no brakes, And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape, So I can see the look on your face, ... Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, ... Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, I hope your Pinto begins to spin, Takes out a disabled Vietnam Veteran, Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize Winner, And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner, Perhaps even the British Royal Family, And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle - fed puppy, And we can't forget the newlyweds, And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead, I hope this helps to emphasize, I hope this helps to clarify, I hope you die, I hope your cellmate thinks he's God, But C. N. N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob", Serving time again for abuse of a corpse, Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse, While he masturbates to photos of livestock, He does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian Rock, Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance", And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince, ... Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, ... Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson, And forces you to play a game called Balls On Chin, And whatever happens next is all a blur, But you remember "fist" can be a verb, And when you finally regain consciousness, You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress, And the prison guard looks the other way, 'Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day, I hope this helps to emphasize, I hope this helps to clarify, I hope you die, ... I hope you die!. |
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hearyoume | 03-08-04 8:25pm if ur ever at ur gmas, come here, u 2 can be alone, well with me at least lol
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