proposalthe door squeeked open, and we both got in. what a tense day. it slowly slid shut, and we were alone once again. I waited, and looked over at the buttons. He got down on one knee and sort of grinned. he looked at me, possibly beckoning. His hand wandered over to what looked like his pocket. Oh gosh. He wasnt going to..? was he? He searched at his hip. Then he spoke"I've been waiting to do this in private.."Deep breath. was he going to pop the question?"but I've had this GIANT piece of lint in my underwear ALL day!! Its driving me nuts!"
i hate you and want you to diewill you choke on a piece of cake?cook your arm in an easy bake?stabbed with a pencil through the heart?limbs mangled in a work of art?get a fatal paper cut?be switch bladed in pizza hut?get caught in mall, wearing a bra?pushed out a window by ma and pa?eat a poison chicken caboodle?strangled to death with a floatie noodle?will you become overly obese?rent from crips and not pay the lease?oh, all the ways i wish you to dieon all the tuesdays that go by
perfect coupleThey walk togetherHand in grimy handHer smoker fingersHis beautiful mind[It resides in his pants]They're both truly happyScuffing their feetFrills and thrills and chillsAnd pills'cause they've fallen in loveAnd can't climb back outToo weighted down withSaturday's dreamsDrunken extremesAnd lying naked on her couch,Staring into his dilated eyes,She thinks that maybe those inky red heartsOn places too private to be namedWere a bad idea after all[the booze wore off]And that his name didn't belong on her skinBut no, noHis hand crept up her thighAnd she told herself it did