Poems devoted to
me! the other Mad Poetess who is very much not me.
Once she is dead I grab the donkey,
and ride it through the night."
Futhermucker stole my donkey!1 How can I throw spontaneous multiple donkey parties now?
I want a new donkey. :(
we will rule this world and make it the second hell
i love my poetess even though i dont know her that well
Awww! Am loved! Plus I think he knows me better than he lets on -- he's even got the sodomizing whores in there. Then again, apparently I co-wrote it, so it's not like there was any chance of leaving out The Buttsextm. Also, I make men shriek, and bitches cry out. Booyah! You know it, bitches.
Psst - we're going to destroy the world. Want to come?
ETA: You can only come if you bring me a donkey.
EATA: If you bring me two donkeys, you can even come first!
*Googleism: the act of typing "[your name here] is" into Google and snerking yourself sick over the results.
1 Yeah, yeah, he killed me, too. But. Donkey!!!
- In which Googleism* never fails to crack my shit up.