Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Snow White makes her presence known

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Up early (down late last night with a headache in a restless state {lots on the mind})—it’s 7 a.m. and it’s off to work we go—trudging through her fresh coat of snow--I even slipped on a patch of ice (gracefully), got up, laughed it off, and continued on—I could go back home to bed, but I'm more determined than that (like a comet)—I’m striving for some kind of significance—the final stretch to graduation—high expectations—don’t look to fall into post-graduation depression—nope—and I don’t want to be anybody’s bitch—nope—if only I had the means to seize the airwaves by way of pirate radio (Ben, I miss you man)—hey, Ryan, we need to redefine humor and rock and roll—po-mo—po-mo—po-mo—po-mo—po-mo—po-mo—hey, Ma, I had fruit for breakfast and a bagel—coffee burnt my tongue—party favors sound off in my brain (zoot-zeet)—G.I. Jive—Cacophony—too much caffeinated coffee—Cacophony—too much caffeinated coffee—in my coffin, still drinkin’ my caffeinated coffee—oil and coffee moneys make the world go round—Skcubrats lifestyles—backwards riddles unoriginal—world peace in your Christmas stocking—is that too much to ask for?—I’m sick of your fucking scare politics and your scandal politics—give it to me straight, I say->> ""”give me liberty or give me death”””—Amen (google.com)… there are no cats in America and the streets are filled with cheese!!!

Sincerely,
Fievel Mousekewitz (alter ego)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Never say NEver!#$@$#$