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Husky McDump · 06-13-2010, 02:40 PM

I watch my neighbor’s son play with his shotgun in the street
I think I’ll blaze all day and marvel at the mass of food I eat
It’s strange; I’m skinny when I’m standing, but I’m Buddha when I sit
And if I’m truly so enlightened why’d I waste your time on it?
As I look back at countless crossroads and the middle where I stay
Right up the beaten path to boredom where the fakest ****s get laid
By the faux-finest finds it’s been that way and god damn you, how you stay With every scummy, crummy hour of the scummy, crummy day.
-Say Anything: Yellow Cat/Red Cat

OR

"I don't usually spend time on message boards, just listen to what I hear in record stores."
-The Wordburgular: Cream of Wheat

06-13-2010, 02:40 PM	#480 (permalink)
Husky McDump No Shirt Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Minneapolis, MN Posts: 442	I watch my neighbor’s son play with his shotgun in the street I think I’ll blaze all day and marvel at the mass of food I eat It’s strange; I’m skinny when I’m standing, but I’m Buddha when I sit And if I’m truly so enlightened why’d I waste your time on it? As I look back at countless crossroads and the middle where I stay Right up the beaten path to boredom where the fakest ****s get laid By the faux-finest finds it’s been that way and god damn you, how you stay With every scummy, crummy hour of the scummy, crummy day. -Say Anything: Yellow Cat/Red Cat OR "I don't usually spend time on message boards, just listen to what I hear in record stores." -The Wordburgular: Cream of Wheat __________________ not everyone can make it to the pros, some rise to the top, others down low.