Thursday, November 20, 2008

read like the grinch stole christmas

all the freaks in the living room were tripping on tussin while the grinch upstairs was mussin' and fussin' lying awake trying to sleep in his bed wishing that someone named andy was dead with his dragonball z king diamond and dxm no-doz and final fantasy annoying the shit out of him jack laid there silently alone in a rage his favorite song, metallica - turn the page down the stairs comes the grinch at 9:35 wishing sir andrew wasn't alive out the door to the car and the car on the road they silently left to go to work from thier abode talk of band practice soon filled the air and that mean old grinch, jack rath ceased his glare peace had returned to the 2 fatal friends hoping that pharmacological death be thier end.

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