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Post by Flatulence Panic on Oct 7, 2016 14:57:17 GMT -5
I noticed a resonance coming from my index finger.
A buzzing sound.
It rasped and rasped.
On it continued.
On closer inspection I heard a rattle...
A rattle deep deep inside my nail.
As I got closer I heard a shrill siren.
I heard a voice.
"They got nothin' on me any more" it cried...
My eardrums inverted and pleaded with me to stop.
I listened on further but my eardrums just grew tireless "fail to unveil... here's a song sing along"
It was too much. My eardrums jumped out of there sockets and slapped my MP3 player hard.
NEXT.
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Oct 7, 2016 15:58:47 GMT -5
You're a girl and i'm a boy...
La, la, la, la laa-laaa!
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Oct 7, 2016 16:04:45 GMT -5
Where figures from the past stand tall And mocking voices ring the halls Imperialistic house of prayer Conquistadors who took their share
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Oct 7, 2016 16:40:25 GMT -5
Went to a pub today.
1.80 for half a pint.
Robbing c u n t s.
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