...i am walking away...i am getting farther from your kitchen window...the
wafting of garlic is everywhere...i hear your phone ringing at a lower tone now..i think it is the bill collector...a car drives by...it was your girlfriend..she
throws mcdonald food trash on your lawn...laughs..and drives off...i feel sorry for you...i go back and throw a large rock thru your window...i feel you
may pick it up and strike yourself in the head...i can only hope..
Originally posted by reinfeld....I say to your mom...as I lay on top of her..."your son is just jelous of our relationship"...then I pick up the rock.....and hurl at you......and hope it hits....
...i am walking away...i am getting farther from your kitchen window...the
wafting of garlic is everywhere...i hear your phone ringing at a lower tone now..i think it is the bill collector...a car drives by...it was your girlfriend..she
throws mcdonald food trash on your lawn...laughs..and drives off...i feel sorry for you...i go back and throw a large ro ...[text shortened]... hru your window...i feel you
may pick it up and strike yourself in the head...i can only hope..
