drivebylullaby
It's worth noting:
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Sun.12.13.09 4:04pm
That you're such a bitch when you're in heat.
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I think your craaaaaaaaaazy!
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Sun.12.13.09 2:51pm
"You scum bag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Marry Christmas, my ass
I pray god it's our last"
I just heard the Pogues Fairytale of New York on the radio, uncensored.
Hahaha.
I am so in the spirit right now.
And jealous.
True love always involves some crazy bitch with a broken bottle being shoved in my face.
You cheap lousy faggot
Marry Christmas, my ass
I pray god it's our last"
I just heard the Pogues Fairytale of New York on the radio, uncensored.
Hahaha.
I am so in the spirit right now.
And jealous.
True love always involves some crazy bitch with a broken bottle being shoved in my face.
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Looking at the results of my poll:
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Sat.12.12.09 9:04am
You people are whores.
That is all.
That is all.
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Even god has to make a living.
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Fri.12.11.09 11:54pm
Working on developing a second television series.
Combines irreverent humor with politics.
Oh, how I can't let sleeping dogs lie.
In Robert Evans I trust.
Combines irreverent humor with politics.
Oh, how I can't let sleeping dogs lie.
In Robert Evans I trust.
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Kiss kiss.
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Wed.12.09.09 9:22pm
Fresh coffee
Food collected and caught on my own land
Fire from my own trees
And I could give fuck'all about carbon footprints
Just me
and the rest
of my days
Where you'll never find me.
Food collected and caught on my own land
Fire from my own trees
And I could give fuck'all about carbon footprints
Just me
and the rest
of my days
Where you'll never find me.
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Can someone please shut her the hell up?
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Wed.12.09.09 8:46pm
We got into a conversation about how you can't smoke in movie theaters. One of those conversations where the topic of every day conversations has become a pointless substitute for whatever is -really- on our mind.
And I talked about how he was using her
And she wanted him
And how I wanted her
So what do I do?
I convince him she's the best thing that'll ever happen to him
And that she has him.
And me? Well I do a good thing... not that it changes anything, but at least the universe is all balanced out and fear.
Brian asked me if I really believed what I just said.
No. It's not fair... but it should be.
And I talked about how he was using her
And she wanted him
And how I wanted her
So what do I do?
I convince him she's the best thing that'll ever happen to him
And that she has him.
And me? Well I do a good thing... not that it changes anything, but at least the universe is all balanced out and fear.
Brian asked me if I really believed what I just said.
No. It's not fair... but it should be.
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Christmas Carol
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Wed.12.09.09 8:14pm
Carol
This together forever stuff
I'm getting proud of it
I did this?
Really?
...
This together forever stuff
I'm getting proud of it
I did this?
Really?
...
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Chew the shit
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Wed.12.09.09 7:54pm
Kick your feet up on a solid oak desk. The one that belonged to the son of someone mildly famous but rich and powerful.
French antique... now a resting place for my feet and shit-covered boots I'm wearing. There's a cigar calling my name, but I'm making sure I don't smoke anymore.
I speak in vulgarities. Telling kids to whip their ass up. Calls light up the lines. Who's next? Time to chew the shit.
And then when the secretary comes in, this desk becomes the proverbial "nearest flat surface", the kind that won't stain, and the stationary that scribbles up "love can wait"
Love can't wait.
Evans told me:
Any man who thinks he can read the mind of a woman is a man who knows nothing.
Nice one, Evans.
Now get me a beer.
French antique... now a resting place for my feet and shit-covered boots I'm wearing. There's a cigar calling my name, but I'm making sure I don't smoke anymore.
I speak in vulgarities. Telling kids to whip their ass up. Calls light up the lines. Who's next? Time to chew the shit.
And then when the secretary comes in, this desk becomes the proverbial "nearest flat surface", the kind that won't stain, and the stationary that scribbles up "love can wait"
Love can't wait.
Evans told me:
Any man who thinks he can read the mind of a woman is a man who knows nothing.
Nice one, Evans.
Now get me a beer.
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Jersey Accents
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Wed.12.09.09 7:37pm
I've made millions off this leather jacket. The pockets are ripped up, the lining is shot, and there's a couple of patches near the shoulder for when I fell out of a moving car.
I had to have my rotator cup replaced with a prosthetic, and I have a scar that looks like I took a shotgun blast to the collar bone, but the jacket somehow survived.
But the moment I felt a vibration, and heard the .mp3 version of "mail, mother fucker", I reached in so fast I split the whole thing up the side.
A picture of you, in sunglasses, smiling... with ruby red lipstick that you always joked that while it's not what god made, it's sure as hell what he intended.
Just a text message that read "I love you, too"
Now the jacket's dead
And I couldn't care less.
I had to have my rotator cup replaced with a prosthetic, and I have a scar that looks like I took a shotgun blast to the collar bone, but the jacket somehow survived.
But the moment I felt a vibration, and heard the .mp3 version of "mail, mother fucker", I reached in so fast I split the whole thing up the side.
A picture of you, in sunglasses, smiling... with ruby red lipstick that you always joked that while it's not what god made, it's sure as hell what he intended.
Just a text message that read "I love you, too"
Now the jacket's dead
And I couldn't care less.
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Buzz me up
Submitted by drivebylullaby on Wed.12.09.09 7:27pm
End the first fight with a broken nose, two cracked ribs, and a shattered wrist
Second fight begins
I don't know how I won.
Rough, blind, and in a new neighborhood.
Prop comedy
Blood stains
Empty bottles
And that's you, tit breath
That's you.
Second fight begins
I don't know how I won.
Rough, blind, and in a new neighborhood.
Prop comedy
Blood stains
Empty bottles
And that's you, tit breath
That's you.
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About Me
I'm always up for chewing the shit
Real Name:My name is Toby
Birthday:
Jan 1 2009
Chat Name:
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Disposition:
Humorously pissed
Location:
Someplace with concrete
Sex?:
Only on birthdays and holidays
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