so last night you were in my dreams.
we were in some kind of car wash or
something, a waiting area of sorts. we
were on the road going somewhere and
stopped at this place. my mom was
there too i think. so i go to the
bathroom to wipe of my sunglasses
because they were dirty and there was
this tiny dragon fly on them. it was
dead. it crashed into my lense and
splattered it's guts all over the
place. i wiped them off and tossed the
remains in the trash. i went to grab a
soda as you came into the bathroom to
get some water to quench your thirst.
you were very thirsty apparently. i
showed you the dragonfly guts at the
top of the trash barrel. and you
touched them. and went "ewwwwwwww." i
thought that was pretty cool.
Let's see, I've known Jenn for about
9yrs now, and this lady never ceases to
amaze me. Very smart, extremely
talented in telling you just how it
m'f'in iz! from classical or
contemporary philosophy & art, to a
plethora of music styles, to just how
nappy your outfit looks---she is in
the 'know'
just watch it when you step up to the
bar w/her, it's a long way from your
chin to the flo'
Jennifer sure is nice enough, but she's
kind of a "biter," meaning she steals
ideas from people and makes them her
own. The most recent example of this
involves dear Jenny witnessing my ass
attempting to fly from moving vehicles
on more than one occasion, finally
convincing herself that it was HER
original idea, and proceeds to hurl her
lanky self from the muther-fuckin
truck. Now that I know what kind of a
person Ms. Jennifer is, I will know
better than to speak to her of any of
my ideas or plans. I will DEFINITLEY
not tell her how I like to smear poop
around the inside of my vegetable draws
in my fridgie.
if Rainbow Bright were human, a lot
taller, drunk most of the time and not
so fucking stupid she'd be just like
jennifer and you'd probably want to
steal her wardrobe and at least one of
her spouses.
so i can't mention her alcohoism
(functional), her extra chromasone, her
case of the f.a.s. or her clumsiness...
whats really left... or yeah,
dumbfounding brilliance... she is about
as close to perfection as flesh and
bone will really allow... i guess thats
why she got the short end of the bus
when it came to those other areas...
people need flaws. get some more bitch.
staggering. a woman of such sheer
insurmountable insight - i feel like
goddam stained glass in her presence;
just a tinted tranluscent objet. and i
don't feel ashamed, i'm flattered.
Blue Ribbon Best Dressed even on a
Monday afternoon.
we were in some kind of car wash or
something, a waiting area of sorts. we
were on the road going somewhere and
stopped at this place. my mom was
there too i think. so i go to the
bathroom to wipe of my sunglasses
because they were dirty and there was
this tiny dragon fly on them. it was
dead. it crashed into my lense and
splattered it's guts all over the
place. i wiped them off and tossed the
remains in the trash. i went to grab a
soda as you came into the bathroom to
get some water to quench your thirst.
you were very thirsty apparently. i
showed you the dragonfly guts at the
top of the trash barrel. and you
touched them. and went "ewwwwwwww." i
thought that was pretty cool.
9yrs now, and this lady never ceases to
amaze me. Very smart, extremely
talented in telling you just how it
m'f'in iz! from classical or
contemporary philosophy & art, to a
plethora of music styles, to just how
nappy your outfit looks---she is in
the 'know'
just watch it when you step up to the
bar w/her, it's a long way from your
chin to the flo'
kind of a "biter," meaning she steals
ideas from people and makes them her
own. The most recent example of this
involves dear Jenny witnessing my ass
attempting to fly from moving vehicles
on more than one occasion, finally
convincing herself that it was HER
original idea, and proceeds to hurl her
lanky self from the muther-fuckin
truck. Now that I know what kind of a
person Ms. Jennifer is, I will know
better than to speak to her of any of
my ideas or plans. I will DEFINITLEY
not tell her how I like to smear poop
around the inside of my vegetable draws
in my fridgie.
dance. Because, she exudes hotness,
yes she is sexy, yes, enchantment.
taller, drunk most of the time and not
so fucking stupid she'd be just like
jennifer and you'd probably want to
steal her wardrobe and at least one of
her spouses.
falls a lot, but she is smarter than your
computer, and she's still funny and cute
(functional), her extra chromasone, her
case of the f.a.s. or her clumsiness...
whats really left... or yeah,
dumbfounding brilliance... she is about
as close to perfection as flesh and
bone will really allow... i guess thats
why she got the short end of the bus
when it came to those other areas...
people need flaws. get some more bitch.
drrty... what, what, what. fools caint
even fuck wit da taint.
insurmountable insight - i feel like
goddam stained glass in her presence;
just a tinted tranluscent objet. and i
don't feel ashamed, i'm flattered.
Blue Ribbon Best Dressed even on a
Monday afternoon.