here is my rap song that is suppose to be terrible so FUCK YOU ASSHOLES and love it.
i was washing dishes and i thought to myself i could put another bowl up on that shelf
washing dishes those damn dirty bitches washing dishes dishes in the kitchen ungh!
so i’m washing china cups and i’m sloshing in the suds and i think it’s gonna be awhile before i pull the plug but hey man that’s alright ‘cos now i’m washing knives and that’s super tight in case i get in a ninja fight
washing dishes those damn dirty bitches washing dishes dishes in the kitchen ungh!
sometimes it’s such a pain when food’s stuck in the drain it makes me go insane and usually it’s pasta ‘cos i’m the parmesan pesto masta and sometimes it is rice shut up get out of my life who do you think you are macaroni? or some ravioli i say holy moly it’s chicken cacciatore
washing dishes those damn dirty bitches washing dishes dishes in the kitchen ungh!
it’s time to scour that pot careful yo the water’s hot hey man don’t forget the pan the sauce is stuck so let it soak while we chill and drink a coke
then we can tackle the crockery this ain’t no mockery i take dishes seriously and it ain’t no mystery outside it may be blistery on our way to the library to get some books on laundry this chore i don’t take to fondly
word to your moth
washing dishes those damn dirty bitches washing dishes dishes in the kitchen ungh!
i think i may have built up half baked too much. fil liked it anyhow. and he especially enjoyed the part i tried to explain to him that was the funniest, the sorry for yelling part, see? i know what’s going on.
i’ve been using the cheapest shampoo for the last week and yesterday i finally snapped and bought other cheap crap that doesn’t slip off my head and into the drain before i get a chance to lather it in. aimee came by and saw this big jug-type thing of purply bullshit and said who is cheaping out on the shampoo? busted. i said i thought i was getting a bargain and she’s like no way that’s life brand, what were you thinking?
anyway i’m using some naturals whatever now and fil asked why i chose that and i said because it’s made from koala bears, i dunno, it smells ok and they support breast cancer and it was 2.49 yo! zing.
i’m going to write a poem i think that will show ‘em because i got the style that is way longer than a mile them bitches i defile while i eat a crocodile and i’m like see you later and i eat an alligator and i’m like yo i just crush a lot i ain’t no hater i’m a porno rollerskater a mix-master debater all the egos i deflater in that golden elevator
people are talking loud outside in the alley and i want to go out and say excuuuuuse me if you are going to talk loud can you at least be discussing juicy gossip about your boyfriends and other stuff that is actually interesting for me to be eavesdropping in on? thanks. oh and can you make it so you don’t sound like you are 13 years old?
one time over summer some kids were playing in the alley and i went HEY EXCUSE ME I AM TRYING TO WORK IN HERE! and their father apologized and they went away because they thought i was a stressed-out student even though it was summer (no school) and i was playing alchemy or something.
people who walk slow in large groups and then you have to follow them for a little bit and then you finally have a chance to get by them and walk to where you are going and then you are finished and walking back and they are still walking slow and they give you this look like oh there is that girl who walked faster than we did
and they kind of scowl like they are in charge of the sidewalk
it makes me fucking insane
who are you to think you have the right to be mad at me
i’m the one who is mad at YOU and now you’ve flipped it so that i am the bad guy
so then i have no choice but to walk amazingly fast and cut through all of them like the biggest bitch there ever was and i am in a hurry to go save someone’s life but really i am in a hurry to watch television and eat popcorn.
speaking of popcorn
listening to the bag rustle and the popcorn shake around makes me so mad
i can’t describe it
ask fil he knows all about it and he use to appease my mental retardation by letting me pour it in a bowl but now he refuses and so i have to sit through bag rustling and my eyes get squinty and i shush him every ten seconds and lean way forward towards the tv so that i am one with it.
and the other lady serving coffee is fat and bitchy and s-talks every person who walks by the front of tim horton’s. this one old lady was walking slowly by and she put her cigarette out on the sidewalk and the coffeebitch goes UNNNNNGH THERE IS AN ASHTRAY LIKE, LIKE, RIGHT THERE, YOU KNOW and she looked around to make sure her co-workers were paying attention to her disgust and it made me want to go outside and put out 5 cigarettes on the sidewalk because i didn’t like her tone.
