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lifting from a brown box |
| Written by jonas R/F | |
| Friday, 28 December 2007 | |
as if I was to act accordingly. the poster is visible from the slope where we stand. golden text mangle through a women's unclean image. the legs are warming me up good. "That brunnette slime-ball doesn't play easy you can tell" ! All the time in the world could be spared if she was mine. The coke? sure if i had the money on me. Maybe if both her eyes were closed i'd be capable of generating our own free time but no. you bastards choose to paint wide-open-as-day ******* metallic green eyes.Why not have them shine right on me too. Geniuses. so maybe a coke would grab your attention eh. Lets us wait by the grocer's place and have a go when a poor consumer exits. yah i can tell when they carry my soul desire in hand. Right now i see this blonde kids bottle being rung up. pay the man. No company it seems. The dumb boys alone? HAH. Approach where i hide young boy. Actually my home which still is the most resourceful of tools in terms of hiding. but to digress, he comes closer. And one more step--ah-ha!!. "What the hell are your feet doing near hear?!My home! You little prick!" Don't try to wrestle boy. It's mine now. " just the soda" Why not beat him up a little? I was bored anyway so... a nice swipe into the concrete, punches into his nose. just go insane while i have the time. a blade to the back. Heh. that's all i suppose. Leave it to an old garbage container. skit. soda in hand. now im happy. Walk blank no ideas. Now a soda is all i needed right? Not even an extra dime from the boy. all went towards you. one coke. Extra value then! she'll love this luxorious, well earned bottle won't she? My box is well placed. A hole that holds through the image of her face. "Well here. The coke you advertise. would you please close your eyes? even a sliver please?" no response yet. "i expected more. your beautiful but please help me out." *****! "should i have a drink?" Fine with me. Carbonated leverage should do nothing but help. mmm. well you don't seem to move. still what a windy day it is. " im cold would you help?" what do i expect from some billboard. maybe on a new day you'll move. sleeping is not fun. my eyes are flickering on and off. sois it a new day? yes. but shuld she listen now?why not? ill break my way through my home. high expectations. pleaser don't cut me shor-brilliant. a new painting. this time depicting an asian charactature holding a phone. she's still attractive though. but a phone." thats what you want" maybe if i sold some of this other crap i'd buy the phone for you.a box sale.hah! sure original. i'll just wait for some kid and earn it.
Copyright 2007 jonas R/F |
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