Monday, May 14, 2007

Feed My Brain!

Feed my brain with anger not sorrow, give those bastards something to talk about, ready for the charge, perhaps practice your accuracy, I mean prepare the feast for our hollow peers!
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2 comments:

Lucita said...

Very angry. I'm assuming you meant 'my' not 'me'. Unless you were going for a Brummie accent.

May 19, 2007 at 11:25 AM
Stressed Out said...

maybe I am whats it to ya!

June 8, 2007 at 1:41 AM

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