WHAT I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS?
Santa Klaus is slumming to town.
Well, since you asked. Fuckhead.
I'll make mention of a few...Why
isn't anyone noticing? Every Laurel
and Hardy Har Har day I post away
and get nothing back. Why isn't there
someone out their listening, to notice.
To see. To read? Some pot-boiled
extra-terrestrial spoon-fed manx
finally seeing all the shit I do?
My. Klaus, it's up to you. And,
since you asked too. I want my
money packed in bags, and my
contract written in two.
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