Thursday, January 15, 2009

Scribble For The Scroatian...

How about I say Jump?

How fucking high do you want me to go?

I think I could love you Scroatian; I wish you wanted me in the same way I want you.

Don't you see she doesn't want you back? She sucks my proverbial arse.

I put Chilli in it just for you...

xxxxxx

(NB The Scroatian is a Scottish-Croation born in Tasmania. They are born with three heads. At the time of birth the uglier Side-twins are removed and pickled then kept in two jars which their Mother then keeps on her bedside tables. True story. I've seen the scars.)

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