They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Eating on the Bus
It's totally unnecessary for you to eat your meatball sub on the bus. What's even more troubling is the way you looked at me when you licked the sauce off of your fingers. You fucking slob.
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