The Vacuum Cleaner is mocking me.
It knows secrets.
It needs to be punched.
Showing posts with label mickey's epic poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mickey's epic poetry. Show all posts
Monday, January 31, 2011
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
An Ode to the Frozen Dinner
It is time to commence being food.
Awaken from your frozen state,
and fulfill your destiny.
Get in my stomach.
Awaken from your frozen state,
and fulfill your destiny.
Get in my stomach.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Bands
There's no such thing as a great band
Just a good band with a higher ratio of great songs to shitty songs.
Unless your band has one song.
And it's really fucking awesome.
Just a good band with a higher ratio of great songs to shitty songs.
Unless your band has one song.
And it's really fucking awesome.
My nose
Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like without my nose.
For starters, I'd hear that "But how dos he smell? Terrible!" joke a lot more.
For starters, I'd hear that "But how dos he smell? Terrible!" joke a lot more.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
My emo cat
My cat is very emo.
She's always wearing black.
That probably has more to do with her being a black cat though.
She's always wearing black.
That probably has more to do with her being a black cat though.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
The most emo thing I'll ever write
I cried today.
Just like I cried yesterday.
And the day before.
And which I most certainly will do tomorrow.
Just like I cried yesterday.
And the day before.
And which I most certainly will do tomorrow.
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