7 Levels of Hell: The Commute
Seriously, I don' t mind if you' re having
a good chat or something.
Butturt move out of my way, yeah?
Lol, fucking Mimi' s faster
than you dumb bitches.
Does this one even really need
explaining? I think it speaks
for itself, really...
BE LATE You know the feeling;
You left a few minutes later than normal
since your morning fap was more... fun.
Then you had to explain to your
neighbour why their flowers smelled of
And by the time you' re all sorted? Pfftt.
CE You know the feeling. There' s nothing
F A there; You had checked after you
left, with a quick glance in the mirror.
But it still feels like there' s some
damned toothpaste on the corner of
Fuck me, if that
shit doesn' t annoy
you, or make you
paranoid, you' re
There is no way that I' m accepting
that you have NEVER stopped for
a second and gone
Did I leave behind that...
And did I close the door...
WHEN, y GAY Nomi
Sll Its You know, when you' re walking
along, listening to you music,
and for no reason, over the sound
of your MPA player, you hear a
Goddammit bag, sort your life out.
Fuck. Ifl leave it,
GOD FUCKING "
itarim at my place tonight,
don' iforgot the lube. 3
SHUT THE HELL UP BAG.
YOU ARE A BAG.
YOU CANNOT SPEAK.
NOR ARE YOU GAY.
Hey sailor, lookin' for a good time?
Seriously, why do you have to take up like
90% of the path while you' re coming at me?
This puts me on the road.
A busy road.
Not even fucking moving, you path
blocking little shit.
and get some good clothes.