KURT COBAIN
oh, Kurt Cobain,
how i loved your mane,
that hair that flowed and glowed with grease,
that made Courtney want to be your main squeeze.
(to be finished later)
LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT (for whoever gets this enemy)
I, Hearby leave Pandora's box and a couple of nuclear bomb to whom ever so pleases.
PINKY AND THE BRAIN
Although your plans may go down the drain,
I still tune in, for you, brain.
Marry me ?!?
ODE TO TYLENOL
although i can never spell you,
i want to tell you,
that i couldn't live without you,
some people pop pickles (my sister),
some people smoke crack,
i have you,
to ward away headaches,
and cracked backs.
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2 comments:
haha so funny
:D
mhh, your right about the tylonol thing, but you take too much, and so what if i pop pickles, it is better than you and your addiction.
ohh, burn.
and your also right about the kurt thing.i love his hair.i would stop washing mine, if i looked as cool as him and his hair.
love you!
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