I'm a baboon

All work and no sleep makes me sick(er). One day in the summer I'll take a kite ride down east and drink with the Brits on Corination Street. I don't think they'll understand a word I say, which is the least of their troubles considering I plan on packing some serious heat. My demands are simple, peanuts, pint, and John Cleese. Failure to do so will get me very sweaty in the palms. Theirs a tried and true way to getting all your work done but you wont like it. It involves the slow liquidation off all your balls and guts, and your steamed sautaied brain-I'm told that you go good with toast, but what the fuck doesn't go good with toast--Chuck Norris. Depending on which channel your on the term 'Hit List' takes on a whole different terror level. Our lovely reading rainbow. I do not regret shooting down that baloon for a second, I blame the Brits from Corination Street, they forgot the peanuts. Keep up the good work in keeping you keeping up the good work.

Fuck you cs. I'm a baboon.


: : :Not a monkey, Not a man,: : :
: : :Just a boy, caught in a tree: : :
: : :Come down to the land!: : :
: : :Glooming watchers started the ban: : :
: : :Something not meant to see: : :
: : :Something banned far from thee: : :
: : :But I want to be free!: : :
: : :Only once will you ever be: : :
: : :I will look out for me!: : :
: : :Tomorrow morning you will see: : :
: : :The boy in the tree: : :
: : :Again he will never be: : :

-- The Boy in the Tree --
by Kyroko