yaaaaaaaaaaar rogerrrrrrrrrrrrr kutti ke!
complete and total mutancy...because...last night...very messed up. a launch time of quarter to nine had been estimated...but it took longer than that for us to reach orbit...probably because of the frozen chemicals delayed reaction...and then late at night...very late...in the room where the dinner table is...my mind caved in. the roof shattered...and my brain imploded...it used to be the size of a peanut...now it's...gone. so then every fibre of my being concentrated hard on getting me from there to the bedroom...step by step...i saw the door knob coming close enough for somebody to help me raise my hands...turn...push...walk in...collapse...listen to the remnants of my once able mind fry...but then it sort of became nice...and i stopped and noticed many things...so many things...my legs were miles long...over the hills...down some valley...and i saw something strange...i was talking to myself...then i told the goblin on the ceiling that he wasn't real...
"i could be your goblin you know?" he said.
i tried to disagree but in my heart i knew that he was right...and i sneezed. sneezing snaps your head like a whip and you're back in reality watching strange goings on in a reflection on the door...stretch your legs across the sky...the sea...it's fun. you're a mutant. there's nothing like bitter chocolate when you're so out of it that you can't even think anymore...but this isn't how it started...it started with frodo and samwise...in the park...the forest...the lake...the fountains...the mountains...and lots of substances...we stood there talking about...what it's like to view your mutancy through the eyes of a third party. ugly children dressed in rags...i need to go buy some....no wait...i have here a suit case...hahahaha.
it was not my fault. i did not intend to. i just forgot all the reasons why i shouldn't. i forgot that it was a bad thing. i forgot all that i had never forgotten ever...and then we watched a movie...
if i were a bit more gay...i'd wank off to johnny depp...he is hot and unbelievably good. shit. we watched blow. finally. i've wanted to watch that for a while...i hope that son of a bitch is going to be in the hunter s thompson biopic if they're making it.
i met two new people yesterday. they were old. older than us anyway. excellent musicians. unbelievable...anal orgasm. gross. and this one guy asks me if i can and i don't knowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...can't believe i forgot my own traditions. double sounds from my self.
then we drove back with a complete mutant. roger that.
roger...screw roger in his ass and then wipe him down with grease.
i've jumbled up the sequence of everything...we ate a bit. pineapple juice followed. lost two of our friends to the backseat of a mutant.
"are you sure you can drive home like this?"
"roger that."
"i could be your goblin you know?" he said.
i tried to disagree but in my heart i knew that he was right...and i sneezed. sneezing snaps your head like a whip and you're back in reality watching strange goings on in a reflection on the door...stretch your legs across the sky...the sea...it's fun. you're a mutant. there's nothing like bitter chocolate when you're so out of it that you can't even think anymore...but this isn't how it started...it started with frodo and samwise...in the park...the forest...the lake...the fountains...the mountains...and lots of substances...we stood there talking about...what it's like to view your mutancy through the eyes of a third party. ugly children dressed in rags...i need to go buy some....no wait...i have here a suit case...hahahaha.
it was not my fault. i did not intend to. i just forgot all the reasons why i shouldn't. i forgot that it was a bad thing. i forgot all that i had never forgotten ever...and then we watched a movie...
if i were a bit more gay...i'd wank off to johnny depp...he is hot and unbelievably good. shit. we watched blow. finally. i've wanted to watch that for a while...i hope that son of a bitch is going to be in the hunter s thompson biopic if they're making it.
i met two new people yesterday. they were old. older than us anyway. excellent musicians. unbelievable...anal orgasm. gross. and this one guy asks me if i can and i don't knowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...can't believe i forgot my own traditions. double sounds from my self.
then we drove back with a complete mutant. roger that.
roger...screw roger in his ass and then wipe him down with grease.
i've jumbled up the sequence of everything...we ate a bit. pineapple juice followed. lost two of our friends to the backseat of a mutant.
"are you sure you can drive home like this?"
"roger that."
posted by Duck at 10:07 PM
10 Comments:
tum to roger kee side per they! lota.
oh, and because you think i came because a girl came, i will disappear again. bohat sakht offended hoon mein. Even more than when you decided to side with roger.
imagine there\'s no heaven.
it\'s easy if you try.
now why would you want to do that...the only thought that might help you through this...although considering where you\'ve been and where we\'re headed...i guess it\'s easy if we try...i say let\'s forget it...but no. can\'t forget places i\'ve been.
some people are like rabbits...you can\'t just ask them to do something or they\'ll run away...you can\'t be yourself...you have to coax them into doing stuff...puppi...
slowly convince them that this is what they want...this is it...this is what they\'ve been waiting for. heaven. but what if we imagine there is no heaven?
as a general rule i try not to be this mutant when in my own house...actually if truth be told i only realized there was something wrong with me when i figured out that this isn\'t the right page for this...this is where i answer khosa back...this is where i was supposed to point out that roger isn\'t reluctant...he\'s just plain nuts.
also...you don\'t know who roger is. hahahaha.
roger that.
i meant. raujjah. our very own one. Can i help it if you know a name sake?
kia yaar. i've been reduced to a "girl".
there. just another..what? GIRL you say?
dear girl,
i know you want to destroy me. hard. that\'s ok. i asked khosa if you were dangerous. he said he\'s not my pimp. vicious cycle.
man i\'d invade your germany if it weren\'t for the fact that i have been warned...last warning type scene...therefore i\'ll be at my best behaviour from now on...i will respect the fact that you pee sitting down and have more holes. hah lies all lies...sometimes i don\'t wash my hands when i leave the toilet...but pretend like i did...HARDCORE!!!!!
that was a very polite speech asking me to get lost. I APPRECIATE that. but i will never leave. haha.
sameer i have recently learnt punjabi terminology for "pimp"... v.excited. tumhein bhee bataoon gee.
you martin boy. ab kuch nahin ho sakta..i'm not leaving YOU HEAR? i'm having too much fun.
it is obvious that you are insane. i like that. it turns me on. no seriously it does. that does not mean i love you...it means that i want to give you sexual pleasure...or at least get my share and pretend to care... now i should warn you...and i mean this...for your own good...
i am selfish in bed and don\'t take no for an answer...especially when raping.
listen...this girl told me that some people have inverted nipples...i am making it a point to not know those sort of people...i\'m not racist or anything, i just like to not regurgitate my food.
so if you have inverted nipples...goodbye
also...listen, i\'m a boy...i only just hit puberty (3 months ago)...i\'m horny all the time...so if somebody put you up to this...for revenge or something nuts like that...to get back at me for tiny crimes like being an asshole...etc...is it really worth it??? i\'m not even rich...sure i look good naked...but that\'s not my fault...God just made me sexy.
i can make you leeyou
you are disgusting and so amusing.
you are psychotic and obviously dellusional. for the love of God...either let me dry hump you or not bother me...or if nothing else...start composing porn stories on your blog...be passionate...
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