jack daniels

how about a shot of pain? we'll make it dark whiskey. let's drink that shit.. till we are, giddy. let's laugh and scream jokes, till our eyes water, look the tv screen, floats. what about some insults? dig up the past, moon ya w/ my ass.. light up a newport followed by a mentos. shit feels good doesn't it? where'd our problems go? who cares.. we're buzzin' it. bring out them pillows... nah we aint sleepin' yet, we're gonna joust. the living room's our battleground, safety is on the couch. are you hungry?? cuz i am... letz get some captain crunch, my stomach's dyin'. wacha wanna do now? we can makeout and fuck... just make sure, you don't gotta throwup. damn its' morning, and i feel like shit.. look -- there's my future wife, ask me... i'm psychic.

-sickz (gabriel)