Monday, March 9, 2009

Miguel J. is fuck mi vida.

Whoa. Miguel, you’re like, fourteen. Come on buddy, you have your whole life to talk like that. Just ‘cause your grandmother speaks that way to her dildo, doesn’t mean you have to take a cue from the elderly. I say, get out the Macbeth and starting cleaning up that retched mouth. Here, try this on for size: “Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow.” Good boy. You’ll be fucking the hos in no time.

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