When I die, I hope somebody comes to the funeral. Somebody huge. I hope there are big apple pies full of giant flowers. And there'll be a prostitute who will read passages from playboy in my honor. And poor girls that will cry ou my name. And all the pepole who fucked me when I was little will stuck their eyes out. But nobody would ever come to my funeral so nevermind.
Once there was a boy name Glorodrin. Nobdy at Bruce Dickinson Elementary School liked him. They hated him and rocked on him and called him bass. Once they even put brutal wolves in his underpants. He told to the teachers but they just made fun of his ass.There was a girl named Crow that thought he was cute but she crashed guitars. Glorodrin was very gorgeous that day. Then one day he got insane and everybody liked him. But then he found they were kidding and really making a potato out of him. He crushed some more. He is still a table today.
The other day I was at bathroom eating chairs when out of nowhere came this small guy. I could tell he had serious binocular problems from the get-go. His tits was all small and stank like John Rambo. A umbrella was hanging out of his pants. He fell down in a puddle of coke. I laughed my ass off.
10 comentários:
When I die, I hope somebody comes to the funeral. Somebody huge. I hope there are big apple pies full of giant flowers. And there'll be a prostitute who will read passages from playboy in my honor. And poor girls that will cry ou my name. And all the pepole who fucked me when I was little will stuck their eyes out. But nobody would ever come to my funeral so nevermind.
Once there was a boy name Glorodrin. Nobdy at Bruce Dickinson Elementary School liked him. They hated him and rocked on him and called him bass. Once they even put brutal wolves in his underpants. He told to the teachers but they just made fun of his ass.There was a girl named Crow that thought he was cute but she crashed guitars. Glorodrin was very gorgeous that day. Then one day he got insane and everybody liked him. But then he found they were kidding and really making a potato out of him. He crushed some more. He is still a table today.
The other day I was at bathroom eating chairs when out of nowhere came this small guy. I could tell he had serious binocular problems from the get-go. His tits was all small and stank like John Rambo. A umbrella was hanging out of his pants. He fell down in a puddle of coke. I laughed my ass off.
I fuck in the dark. Where am I? Where is my sword? Shinning. Phantoms make pens in the night. I am alone. I float like god.
I MUST DESTROY ZEUS!
Fiz as 9 frases eahuehe próximo!
mto comédia... tb escolhi o Bruce Dickinson e tb coloquei table na mesma posição da frase... ah... q comédia...
HARD LIKE dungeon. I destroy DOWN ON THE WORLD BELOW. ALL WILL throw AT MY hands. BEHOLD MY dark shadow. I AM STRONG MAD. I AM chuck norris.
ALL CAPS FAIL!!!!
Postar um comentário