norgacs1.26

When I look at you I feel like a lifeless sock.
One with a severe hole in the heel.
One that would irritate your foot if your wore it whilst running.
I would rather go and find a friend and put them on a lead.
At least then I would feel like more than just a sleazy goat.
Don't get me wrong.
I enjoy the company of goats.
They have a beatutiful complexion and can give an amazing back rub.
But that's not what I want in life.
I want to glisten in the sun like a wet mushroom.
I want sound like a new compact disk player.
I want to smell like organic compost with fresh avocado on top.
That's actually not vey comical.
Just go and comb your hair.
Keep the lice in a jar.
They could come in handy.

norgacs1.25

Don't cry for me Christchurch.
Just take some of that sexy curry powder that we bought at the supermarket today and sprinkle it on your face.
Then adjust your glasses so that they are on a slight angle.
People will then take you seriously.
It's a fact.
Like how death kills you.
Just ask that Pawnbroker we took your toenails to last week.
What a moist moment that was.
I drunk a whole 600ml bottle of mineral water while I watched you.
I was so quenched by the end.
Let's go collect lint.