And now for the frustrating part
Posted by Mori on Wed, 01/12/2005 - 3:50am.
An ex-boyfriend of mine (adding accidental insult to unjury) broke the damned frame, and my mother gave the hell up and threw it away. Just about a week or so ago, I was trying to get her to remember it while on the phone with her, and enlisting the help of my father (who was in the background, and no help at all). You'd think that after having to read the damned thing everytime I used the bathroom, it would be tattoed in my memory. What I do recall was that I wanted to edit the poem, since it sucked. It was something like "I have a new bathroom as you can see / The only thing I ask is that you sit when you pee". There was more, wish I could remember it in it's full ass-sucking gloriousness.

~Mori
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