a snippet of insanity...: one must always read the label of ones lubricant packet.

Saturday, 18 December 2010

one must always read the label of ones lubricant packet.

todays tale of an unfortunate nature has only one moral, as shown in the title.

HEEEEEED THIS WARNING OR SUFFER HEINOUS PAIN.

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the origin of species.

The beats yeah, they were coming out the speakers and rewinding up straight in your sneaker, and I'm dancing like every song who spends his bizzle like all my dance heroes would if they existed. And it's sad that you think that we're all just scenesters and even if we were it's not the senior thinking of to taking props from like these boy band fashions, all crop tops and testosterone passion. If there's one thing that I could never confess, it's that I can't dance or sing or step. Not sure if you mind if I dance with you but right now I don't think you care about anything. And oh if only there were clothes on the floor I'd feel for certain I was bedroom dancing. and it's all flaming limbs at the front line. Every single one of us is twisted by design or dispatches from the back of my mind just as long as we're here everything is all right. If there's one thing that I could never confess, it's that I can't dance or sing or step. It's you, it's me and there's dancing.

a snippet of insanity...

Saturday, 18 December 2010

one must always read the label of ones lubricant packet.

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