June 26, 2002
Sweat Flavored Gummi on Summer

A letter to Summer

Dear Summer,

Why are you so fucking hot, summer? I hate your guts. You think you are so great, don’t you? Direct sunlight on your hemisphere. Big fucking deal. I can do that. I’m doing it right now, as a matter of fact.

There is much more!

mike whybark. 51 words. Posted at June 26, 2002 12:23 PM
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