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A SATURDAY MORNING WISH

A SATURDAY MORNING WISH

To the person that crushed a cigarette out on my balcony, and left it there, may you die the death of one million syphilitic red ants.

7 Responses to “A SATURDAY MORNING WISH”

  1. Karol Says:

    easy to figure out who, what brand?

  2. Ken Says:

    Considering the sort Dawn hangs out with, probably something bridge-and-tunnel like a Parliament.

  3. Karol Says:

    Everybody smoking on the balcony last night was smoking a different brand. And my brother will be over to your place soon to have you talk your smack about Parliament to his face.

  4. dawn Says:

    the ants will take care of it. I threw it out.

  5. Ugarte Says:

    I don’t think the smoke I was smelling was branded at all. Mon.

  6. Jason Says:

    Hey, I happen to like the recessed filter.

  7. Gertie Says:

    a syphilitic red ant. ha ha ha. not that i’ll ever be on your balcony, but i will always mind my butts *ghe* around you.

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