I have a question that is rhetorical in a sense, as no cents, poor, empty, none, priests, morally bankrupt… But alas the question that I will put before the masses at mass, if it’ll pass but I will admit it is a bit crass, but if you don’t like it you can kiss the baker….. Does anyone know the definition of a good friend… clik clak, tick, tock, looking down oops got a hole in my sock…. you give up, well sit down then, and I’ll splain… the definition of a good friend is someone who goes downtown and gets two blow jobs and comes back and give you one…. Now that my good people is a friend indeed cause they always know a friend in need. But it’s all in the deed I say, and it’s number three that I had to lay out just because they were so fucking greedy, and steal me… That’s right I said it, they tried and lied, and even professed honesty, they didn’t stop.. No, no, not even nope, they continued until those that said they didn’t want to hear it, those that were supposedly unbiased, or even no wrong choice of words…. even is not what they were they were disinterested, but to those that had a tail like a snake who has nothing but, they continued to work at it… Knowing damn good and well I was not even the slightest bit interested in defending myself towards some moronic hyperbole…..
If you think I am just embellishing I will give you a taste of some of the mustard that was once on the hot dog, but they being so clever it slipped right off the dog and poof… It was said to me and I quote “my family hates you, and it pisses me off”, so i say “why do they hate me they don’t even know me”, so my chum says’ “I know, that’s what really pisses me off, they have no right to hate you”, so me being the wise man that I am says “hmmm, maybe it’s because of the things you tell them about me perhaps”, so Einstein says to me “well, yeah”…l. Get the fuck outta here you boron… poof! be gone and what the hell was I doing discussing what others thought of me because you thought so much of me that you had the only right to discuss and feel about me the way you do… Exclusivity is a mother fucker when it’s you that has the god given right to have the inside track to someone and you only posses the right to stomp, flop,flip,lie,squander,piddle,paddle, fold, spindle and mutilate…. am i right my sister?
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