God, I want you to listen. Listen to every word I say. Every word I say. LISTEN!!! I know that life is suppose to be a gift but you can take it back. I don't like it. My lady, she always nags me. I have to pay way too much for heating and electric bills. Oh, and the taxes, don't even get me started on taxes. Plus I despise my job and quite frankly I wish my boss was dead. I just don't want to live anymore God. I've had enough. I just want to die and go to heaven with your good self. Oh, and I hate cleaning the car.
Friday, 20 February 2009
Songs Of Praise
God, I want you to listen. Listen to every word I say. Every word I say. LISTEN!!! I know that life is suppose to be a gift but you can take it back. I don't like it. My lady, she always nags me. I have to pay way too much for heating and electric bills. Oh, and the taxes, don't even get me started on taxes. Plus I despise my job and quite frankly I wish my boss was dead. I just don't want to live anymore God. I've had enough. I just want to die and go to heaven with your good self. Oh, and I hate cleaning the car.
We used to send boys like him off to war back in the day. That used to toughen 'em up. Nowadays things have changed. With all the Pac-Man and Snack-A-Jacks.
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