Thursday, February 22, 2007

A Poem About Love

I Lhove You.

Rheally,

No. Rheally.

But...

But...

No. But...

No,

I'm nhot dhrunk.

What dh'you mhean I'm schlurring?

I'm nhot schlurring!

Bhut I only had tchree bheers.

Errr...

Jugs.

But I'm schtill schober.

But...

I Lhove You.

Fhine.

Whatevher.



Followed by: A Poem About Sex


Shorry.

Tchis Dhoesn't ushually...

happhen.

Bhut I only had tchree bheers.

Shorry.

Fhine.

Whathever.

11 comments:

[V]landa said...

sounds like sicko.
replace beer with whiskey.

a babe of very little brain said...

i lhorve ya too!

quiet said...

u rock my world

Leen Ash Burn said...

Aww, wotta a romantic.





*Barf*

Anonymous said...

you are sush a lush. the girl wisth you mush be a lush too.

*phbbbbbbbbbbbt*

lilyliverbird said...

fuck. that was me up there. fucking beta blogger.

Leen Ash Burn said...

Oyy turd! wake up! It's already 2013 and blogs are sooo 2007 mannn.

pazuzu said...

Ylanda,
alcohol makes everyone the same. It's the catalyst for Unity.

babe,
ur a schlurrer too? Whelcome tho the chlub.

quiet,
I try.

Leen,
There's nothing more romantic than a drunk. And you're right, it does usually end with a barf.

Anon,
Huh?

Lily,
Huh again.

Leen lagi skali,
I'm an old fashioned kinda guy.

Anonymous said...

The Ais Kacang shop is called Ee H'ng le. Your nasik lemak mak cik at 123 Jln Selasih ask about u always. Why she only remembers you, the hell I know!

lilyliverbird said...

why you donch uddershtand? you shtill dhrunk ah?

pazuzu said...

Anon,
She's still there? Are her fucking geese still alive? Man, those damn geese were worse than the dogs.

PS. That was some damn good nasi lemak. Now I have a craving for it. Shit.


Lily,
Yup. Still drowning my sorrows because of bloody Chelshite.