You dumbell! Why the hope-smoked fiery
beehive fields of hell would you think THAT
was the sensitive, introspective thing to say,
to her,
right there just then
in all our face!??
Didn't you prevision the
wince-cringe wave that would
coruscate around all our eyes
and innards like the groaning stands
of your own personal arena, where you
just scored a touchdown FOUL?
Refs be like, oh, yeah...?
Perhaps next time you plow right into THAT
minefield of yours, all sails ahoy, breeze blazing
shot full of holes without a doubt in sight
in the world, you might want to FART
LOUD first. Maybe THAT restores the
inner balance you've neglected.
Maybe not. Every asshole's opinion
is right where you look for it, arguably.
Ouch.
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