Yea Forums writes a Mark Kozelek song

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I went outside

into the cold Bergen morning

my nipple was hard as a god damn diamond

LOBSTER LEGS
LOBSTER LEGS

Texted my uncle for some lunch at Red Lopster

grabbed my shotgun put it towards my mouth

hung out in the hot tub talkin bout feet

Pulled the gun out of my mouth and aimed it a tick on my dog.

Damn his blood smelt like my dick in the fog.

my friend died

MICHAEL

I don't want to be alone
I want to be between some girl's legs

Throw a dog a bone
I want to have some crab legs

Dived in that pussy like a pedophile
Twisted my head, my face painted red
She bled while I went wild

>Last night I thought about watching A Christmas Carol
>And how I used to watch it every year with my dad
>Oh god I love my dad
>I can't remember if it's Michael Caine or Patrick Stewart, all I know is I've still got the VHS somewhere
>But it might be at my old house, if in which case it is I'll have to watch something else
>Unless it shows up on TV at some point, but I might be half asleep or half drunk by that point to care
>But that doesn't mean that I wasn't meant to find some poetry to make some sense of this
>To find a deeper meaning in this senseless tragedy
>Oh Michael Caine, I'll sing your name across every sea

Throw that girl a boner

My nuts itched so I made an appointment with my dermatologist

im an old man

this one time in germany

my dermatologist lost his father in vietnam and i feel so bad for him

this one's good

now the shotgun is back in mouth

and then everybody just fuckin died like the badger collectin flies on the street

it is a chocolate shotgun, i take a bit. it tastes bland.

her name was sadie, she was my 12th fuck

YES THIS IS POSSIBLE

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