Dear crushing void,
I see that you tried to rear your banal and ergonomically dysfunctional multipede of sordid bells of blackest coal and wet lead dangling from a lazy finger. How dare you. Had you not received my proclomation! Are you playing coy? Erronious mascara humping the mud crow feet and fattened rabie jeluitinous neck. I do beg your pardon, but your brick er brack, cracker jack, aint goin to lay your nettle crimped kisses on me.
Yes, that was laughter pissing on your curled bedraggled yellow broken toes! The sudden burn should lift the skirt of your fetid treasure and blister the ministry of your icy hue.
In the elongated aftermath of my enemies retreat, the abysmal sirens of mutulated light resurrects slowly to renew the pallid fortress of solid wonderful trees, and the sweet wind seduces the hair to rest once more in a calm that is seldom long lived.
~Diary of the Diamond Sutra~
I see that you tried to rear your banal and ergonomically dysfunctional multipede of sordid bells of blackest coal and wet lead dangling from a lazy finger. How dare you. Had you not received my proclomation! Are you playing coy? Erronious mascara humping the mud crow feet and fattened rabie jeluitinous neck. I do beg your pardon, but your brick er brack, cracker jack, aint goin to lay your nettle crimped kisses on me.
Yes, that was laughter pissing on your curled bedraggled yellow broken toes! The sudden burn should lift the skirt of your fetid treasure and blister the ministry of your icy hue.
In the elongated aftermath of my enemies retreat, the abysmal sirens of mutulated light resurrects slowly to renew the pallid fortress of solid wonderful trees, and the sweet wind seduces the hair to rest once more in a calm that is seldom long lived.
~Diary of the Diamond Sutra~
First of all, your reference to "my neck, my back, my P%#$ and my crack" had me laughing for a good long while. I like to just bust out with those lyrics randomly.
Reference to alcoholism... What can I say? Literally every male member of my entire family is an alcoholic. I've seen first hand the damage it can do. I do still drink though. Not sure what's up with that...
School... I'm just working on my Liberal Arts Associates at the moment, with plans to transfer to GWU in a year or two.
Da Goose's employment... He's a manager at a retail store. Just sounds more exciting to say "retail whore"!
How old is your daughter?
Oh, and I'll try to use my spicy Cajun ways to conjure up a fine lady for you.