Bachus16 Jan 2003

you think that's pretty clever don't you boy...flying along on your motorcycle...oh sorry..i broke another mirror.....DON'T LEAVE ME HIGH, DON'T LEAVE ME DRY. <Bachus is nodding off to high and dry, nick smacks him awake saying...you just don't get it do you bong boy! yeah..i guess i don't nick. but you know what...it's the best thing that you ever had...the best thing that you had has gone away.....so don't fucking leave me high don't leave me dry...because, i wouldn't do that to you, as you can see..i'm ears wide open, but my flippant nature is too pheromonic? nay man..look to your left...see that flourescent pink life jacket? that's me treading these fourty foot swells also..nice poem.