5.3.15

IMPROVISED OVERLY NEGATIVE REVIEW #8: THE STRAWBERRY INCIDENT

hey, roommate...how were those strawberries you didn't pay for!? at least give me an idea of what i missed out on! no, it's cool, i mean, when i bought them it was more of a 'well, i'd LIKE to eat these but whatever' kind of thing, but i'm glad someone enjoyed them. NOT! is this because i took a single slice of your american cheese? i hardly think the two are to be equated, you son of a bitch! wanna know the fucked up thing....you could've had as many as you wanted if you just asked...BUT I GUESS YOU COULD DO THAT WITHOUT ASKING TOO HUH, YOU SICK FUCK! don't be surprised to find a new package of strawberries on the kitchen table when you get home one night, with a note that says, 'take what's left of my heart.' YOU"RE DEAD TO ME. FUCK YOU!!

3 comments:

jereme said...

haha

foresee you being homeless in about 2 months.

sam pink said...

haha that's usually my outlook

sam pink said...

me and dotty in an alley with our bindlesticks, stnding near a dumpster fire and passing a plastic pint of 'popov' vodka back and forth.