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If you have a god complex buy a mustang! (Free verse) by Y2kSlamPoet

With a big stick Johnny really felt like god then I ran him over with my mustang. This started as a haiku; a very small problem, with an apparent resolution- but then Johnny got angry and I went crazy. Shattered legs, and three broken ribs later we both resolved our god complexes- naturally I won. His girlfriend though, that was another issue- went something like: "don't you run over my boy" and "tell him not to get in the way". My bed sheets need to be washed again- thats where we discussed how it was better to fuck instead of her attempting to gouge my eyes out while I add extra dents to my front bumper. After kicking her out, two shots of rum and calling my meth dealer I felt a lot better, and now feel as if I've accomplished something in my life. Oh.. and she said my stick was bigger go figure.. yup- I feel like god now, just need another hit off the glass pipe.

SupremeDreamer 16-Dec-03/9:11 PM
That must mean you fucking love it!
EVERYONE LOVES IT! But just can't bring themselves to show it.

Oki doki, thanks for the comment, toodles.




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