What brought you back this fine sunny weekend? Hello to your stomach cramps and gastric gymnastics. Good Evening to the chest pains and the lung daggers. Good Morning to the subsequent cotton brain and zero attention span. Ah - there you are - the pins and needles in the face we've not seen these many a long month.
Sister Depression loves it so when you call in. It's company for her. She's been feeling a little neglected lately. Not as front and centre as she'd like. Is that why you dropped by? Your good deed for a friend in times of need?
You should be congratulated, you've perked her right up. She welcomes you with open arms.
Much as I hate to be inhospitable to such a long held acquaintance, and with full acknowledgement of all we've meant to each other in the past, you can fuck right off.
posted by dodo @ 9:48 am
3 Comments:
ah bank holiday weekends with their specials joys.
i will gloss over them but suffice it to say i'll be in dentures shortly if the teeth grinding doesnt stop.
the only face tingles allowed should be the ones from uber strong vinegar on hot chips
That's it, girl! You just tell it to go and take a hike!
Blessings!
Hell yes. Tell that mother f*cker to get lost.
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