Monday, December 12, 2005
I just remembered something . . .
A while ago I submitted this poem to a stupid anthology which supposedly published it in some monster volume of crap poetry . . . and I was supposed to get a copy . . . . like three years ago. Bastards! I paid for that! Fucking poetry anthologies. The only reason I submitted it was it was the only good poem I wrote.
On an unrelated note -- FU, 961-JUK, the license plate of the car in front of me who kept cutting me off tonight. You thought you were such hot shit until my wife phoned the county PO-lice and informed them you were off your ass drunk. Your welcome for the red and blue blinking lights! Meeeeeeeeeerry Christmas!
On an unrelated note -- FU, 961-JUK, the license plate of the car in front of me who kept cutting me off tonight. You thought you were such hot shit until my wife phoned the county PO-lice and informed them you were off your ass drunk. Your welcome for the red and blue blinking lights! Meeeeeeeeeerry Christmas!
