Hey whore.



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The half of me's all about apathy, and the other half just doesn't care.

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Shake your hips until you break your hips!

Christmas Kitty
Copyright 2005 EarthToJim


'Twas the night after Christmas,
And all through the flat,
Not a creature was burning,
Except for my cat.

I awoke from my slumber,
And sprang out of bed,
In just less than a minute,
My kitty was dead.

When I picked up her carcass,
All crispy and fried,
My emotions exploded,
I broke down and cried.

So I dug a small crater,
Out back in the yard,
And I buried poor kitty,
Still smoking and charred.

But a blizzard was raging,
I had to go in,
I was met by my puppy,
Suppressing a grin.

My deductions proved certain,
What happened that night,
He had plugged kitty into
A Christmas tree light.

There were pieces of tail fur,
Still hot in the wires,
Her trajectory marked,
By a small string of fires,

This maniacal canine,
Must, therefore, be curbed,
I won't live with a puppy,
That's ment'lly disturbed.

So let's gather your kinfolk,
And bring lots of wine,
Then we'll fire up this doggie,
I'm sure he'll taste fine.

We'll cook succulent dog steaks,
With style and with verve,
So just look at your plates and,
Know justice is served.


MERRY CHRISTMAS. Fuck being politically correct.

--
The half of me's all about apathy, and the other half just doesn't care.

Bad Design Kills [link]



Shake your hips until you break your hips!

OMG Aaron Brown.



I think you're just whoring yourself all over the place now.



--
The half of me's all about apathy, and the other half just doesn't care.

Bad Design Kills [link]



Shake your hips until you break your hips!