Tuesday, December 20, 2005


cómo poseer un scanner y usarlo para hacer chorradas de una forma realmente escandalosa.
no he ido a sol porque no ha venido el autobús.
socorro.
who wants some minipizzas?
gallina blanca, don simón, pastas gallo.
gallina blanca, don simón, pastas gallo.
gallina blanca, don simón, pastas gallo.
Quiero un árbol de navidad, Kevin McCallister.
Mis disculpas! No se confundan, amigos, yo soy normal.

She eyes me like a Pisces when i am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish i could eat your cancer when you turn black

Meat-eating orchids forgivee no one just yet
Cut myself on angel's hair and bab's breath
Broken hymen of you highness i'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so i can climb right back

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

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