The Mouse
12-12-2003, 12:23 PM
I like this time of year, don’t get me wrong. The thing that really drives me up the wall though are the Christmas carols sung by people who should be stabbed violently for the sheer fact that they can’t sing, should never have tried singing, and yet still sing next to me expecting me to enjoy it. No, I don’t ****ing enjoy it.
Waking up to a pot of coffee this morning, the lady two cubicles over from me starts singing along to her radio, of which she is still taking part in as I type. Thank God I have coffee, and internet radio that actually plays some good beats… but this chick, horrible, horrible voice; yet she still sings loud so the whole world can hear her ****ed up voice-box that daddy used to ram his dick down every night. So now that she’s an older lady and daddy is dead now, she no longer has his cum dripping down her throat and needs to fill it with something just as vile, her ****ed up voice and non-rhythmic tunes.
****ing Christmas carolers. Wish I could tape her to her chair and stitch up those lips of hers, but I’m not going to because I’m civilized and non-violent. So I’ll take it like a ***** and wont say ****. This is one of the only things I HATE about this time of year.
Waking up to a pot of coffee this morning, the lady two cubicles over from me starts singing along to her radio, of which she is still taking part in as I type. Thank God I have coffee, and internet radio that actually plays some good beats… but this chick, horrible, horrible voice; yet she still sings loud so the whole world can hear her ****ed up voice-box that daddy used to ram his dick down every night. So now that she’s an older lady and daddy is dead now, she no longer has his cum dripping down her throat and needs to fill it with something just as vile, her ****ed up voice and non-rhythmic tunes.
****ing Christmas carolers. Wish I could tape her to her chair and stitch up those lips of hers, but I’m not going to because I’m civilized and non-violent. So I’ll take it like a ***** and wont say ****. This is one of the only things I HATE about this time of year.