mmmm.. I like that one too.. (;
I think I will make one up on the spot, just to see what happens.. (sorta like the Boojum one a couple days ago..)
and so tonight you're sorry that your victorian attitude brought you nothing but indifference- well fuck you, asshole if you cared a little more, maybe someone'd care for you. yeah? well, I don't know how.. besides.. nobody would trust it anyways- fuck you no.. fuck you.. ... it's not hot no, it's not hot at all but it's not raining and that's the difference. tonight I'll sit here and feel sorry for myself and be drunk hoping that someone will feel sorry for me and be nice to me though I'm being such an asshole.. yeah, but what difference would that make when your friends are just characters on a CRT they're not here I can't touch them I can't look in their eyes and lose my hate in their caring.. and when the net goes to sleep tonight I'll fall asleep tonight alone.. ... (hows it feel to have me lay all this shit on your doorstep?) ... alone trombone telephone sack of stones a hone groan alone ... tell me stuff about you, like your favourite colour and ice cream and how long is your hair and what do you wear and are you here or there and do you like bears and do you eat pears and does your house have stairs and how many chairs do you have and maybe, if you think it's fair, I can ask if you play guitar and what colour is your car and what's your favourite bar and what's your favourite star (mine's Cygnus X11) and are you close or far and do you like Narwhales and have you met the Prince of Wales and have you seen the King of Spain and have you made love on a train and have you planted any grain or grapes or cantelope or lemon trees or raised honey bees in dungarees and built them castles in the trees while singing songs in Siamese about that sharp Wisconsin cheese that tastes so good on sliced white bread that you can eat while in your bed watching Bogart on TV? (yeah, I'm really drunk now..) ... burp ...