Tuesday, December 22, 2015
We yearn for a quiet evening under the stars
To be free, naked, and alone.
To dance in the silence of the night.
To forget the progress of a tomorrow
We’ll never see.
The stars’ve come to their knees
Hoping to attain wisdom.
I’ll please the gods
Posted by milan_millan at 10:40 PM
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Bad luck on the penultimate European car for taking it to the limit with the dirty American beast when he had a Yield coming off the off-ramp; and then pulling back at the last pussywillow testicular second only to get rear-ended ass up by the distracted cigarette sunglasses tailgating him in a smashingly plastic and smoking coolant rage.
Also, two women working their makeup to no difference almost hit my car on the way home today. Not counting the Yield imbecile having a breakdown.
I wonder what was up with Karma and Energy today.
Why were things so off with their angels letting them down this fine afternoon?
Posted by milan_millan at 10:48 PM