At first I was afraid, I was petrified

Thinkin' how could I live without you by my side

Then I spent so many nights wondering how you done me wrong

I grew strong

I learned how to get along

And now you're back from outer space

I walked in to find you here with that look upon your face

I should have changed my fucking locks

I would have made you leave your key

If I had know for just one second you'd be back to bother me

Now, go, walk out the door

Don't turn around now

You're not welcome anymore

Tastes good on the bun.

Tastes...

good on the bun.

Tastes

Tastes

Tastes Tastes Tastes Tastes

Tastes

Good good good good

Good on the bun

my style is gushy like a hooker's pussy.

-- Shakespeare

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fishsticks

I just skimmed my previous post and realized that today I completely forgot about the asian bird flu and now I couldn't care less. See how that works? Then BAM, one day your skin is turning ashen and your eyes are bugging out and you're walking around in a cold sweat with a disease that mutates so fast that they can't make an effective antibiotic to cure it.

But that's down the road, so...

Fishstick of Wisdom:

Stay away from chicken nuggets,

or we all going to die of asian bird flu. It's going to be like that book The Stand. It's going to threaten the very foundation of mankind's existence on this planet. It will spread across every continent, every ethnic group, every level of society. And we're all going to wish we had paid closer attention to it in the beginning. Even Bush is clued in on it! That fact will provoke a collective societal groan when the reality of the epidemic sets in.

Even Bush knew we were screwed. It was the one time we should have listened to him. Now the streets are choked with the dead and the dying. It makes post-Katrina New Orleans look like a Sandals resort.

So either live it up now or head for the hills.

Check this out:

http://www.cnn.com/2006/HEALTH/conditions/02/15/birdflu.cost/index.html