Talking Whisper
"Do not interrupt me. I am talking to my whisper"
Awesome.
I constantly torment myself with my burgeoning intelect...sometimes I wet my pants.
I recognise my indulgence in alcohol is a cause of concern. I am equally distraught at my incorrigible insistence to partake in the celebration of my continued sluggish state brought upon by self inflicted and militaristic penchant for mindless mutilation. And you may go ahead and assume that God loves you more but He wants you to know that I am still his favourite.
3 Comments:
he's either going to be depressed poet or a writer of magical realism.
either way you have to worry...a bit. unless he makes a lot of money, that is.
I think i make him play tennis.
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