"All we were to them was a bunch of hicks-well you know what? I'M NOT A FUCKING HICK! I don't wear cowboy boots. I hate the fucking rodeo. Horses smell like shit to me, and I don't fuck anyone in my own blood line so by definition I'm not a redneck and goddamnit I ain't a fucking hick. Ohh, 'the sun never sets on the British Empire!' Well the sun never sets ON MY ASSHOLE."
- Mood:
Sentimental - Listening to: Ocean
- Reading: The Darkest Evening Of The Year-Dean Koontz
- Watching: SLC Punk
Devious Comments
--
There are things that go bump in the night, make no mistake about that. And we are the ones who bump back.
I am the High-Wizard-of-Things-That-Go-Bump-in-the-Night
For you.
--
I know what a prince and lover ought to be.
--
--
There are things that go bump in the night, make no mistake about that. And we are the ones who bump back.
I am the High-Wizard-of-Things-That-Go-Bump-in-the-Night
Previous PageNext Page