Sunday, September 11, 2011

A Summary of Everything Till it Means Nothing

Nobody cares when I whine. Nobody cares when you whine. I don't care when they whine, or when you whine. You don't care when they whine, or when I whine. "YOU SEXY LITTLE SWINE," pour me a glass of wine, snort me a line, then wait till the skies shine. You fucking precious swine, whine till you're mine, wine till you're mine.

ARCHIVE, FUCKERS (for Ace-like purposes)