And on the Third Day of Christmas
...there was a wedding at Cannar. And at this wedding, they were soon to run out of caring. They said, we have not any caring. But then the Lord G-wd cried, in a somewhat nasally voice, I send salvation! And all were amazed...
...which was quite the wrong thing to feel, for Him of the Large Girth sent Bourgoin. Ah fuck.
fuckfuckfuckfuck.
And they ran out of caring. The end.
posted by kabir @ 3:05 AM
2 Comments:
kabbss! its been a while.
we need to get on a bus together again. preferably a bts bus. preferably in winter to visit school. or are you coming down during christmas holidays?
and i love you too kabs :)
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