Having sent some pornographic films to my associates currently imprisoned in the state penitentiary,
I recently have acquired trousers made from the skin of snakes.
Under the condition that the federal government is monitoring my behavior, I will remain extraordinarily fresh.
Child, I marvel at your constant state of affection and attraction toward me.
Perhaps I fear the manner in which I reciprocate such feelings.
Perhaps I marvel at the manner in which you affect my sense of the passage of time and completely dominated my emotions.
Perhaps I am astounded by the fact that I have come to truly depend on your presence in my life.
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These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
- Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”
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all these asshole anons givin me shit
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This is the resolution we have reached after consideration: To lead fast-paced and brief lives.
We have visualized the outcome; Let us proceed to enjoy ourselves!
It is indeed a staggering decision, but what is our alternative?
To find office employment and rise each morning to work.
Dismiss from your mind your mothers and peers;
It is our destiny to make believe.