woke up this morning with a sore throat, filled with slime. The sodding cat really went on my nerves when it attacked my leg the second i left my room. I tryed to show that I was the boss. but the only thing that left my lips was a really girlish, childish kinda squeek. Martin renamed it to Lord Mol - Lord of destruction. It wrecks EVERYTHING.
"Bow for me, Pathetic Maggots!"I'm going to watch "Over The Hedge" and be really infantile.
Gig tomorrow. We a rule dem all. Oliver, Per & Viktor look so sexy in a charlies angels pose. You get mah freak on! They'll never get any chicks in this town no more..
bwahaha
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