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Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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Entry #43..
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(So basically, I got this black book...all of it's in rhyme...blah blah, I've told you that before. It's almost full now, so I have to number them to remember which one is which... anyway...this one was kind of random...not gonna lie...lol)
Entry #43
I'm slicker than oil grease, deeper than ocean reefs /
Cleaner than dentist' teeth, amazingggg with four Gs /
It's completely easy to me, simple as 1-2-3 /
...easy as transmitting a case of S-T-Ds /
That you got from the Philippines , O-M-G. /
You rolled over on top of her like an A-T-V /
While ya friends encouraged your idio-cra-cy /
Like it's Superbowl Sunday on N-B-C /
Via HDTV, makes me think /
how come it looked good to you from your P-O-V. /
So drunk and wasted you couldn't say your A-B-Cs /
She threw it on you till you had to beg "Ba-by Please!" /
And then you finished and passed out, straight to sleep /
Woke up in the morning, like "how can-this-be?" /
Forgot to strap up? You were too bu-sy /
Wondering how in the hell you could just go and O-D. /
And this is basically a danger of choosing to cheat /
On your love-ly..wife and your three /
kids that you had, all back at home hap-py /
It's even sadder that you don't even feel guil-ty... /
Sounds like half of the guys I know, easy...
Guess that's that... this is the end of entry 43...
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posted by Secret.
8:56 PM
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