Super bored people:

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

I'm a lyrical genius, I know...

So I like to write Sam corny, pointless poems... ALL THE TIME... Today, Sam and I went through her profile as far back as May 2010 to find all the poems I had written her...

A typical poem:

There was a little hottie,
And her name was Sam.
She liked expensive things,
And could manipulate any man.

One day she met a friend,
which of whom she should be wary.
But the two were so much alike,
It was almost scary.

One day Sam let her friend,
Stay alone at Sam's place.
The friend humped all of her pillows,
And sniffed her undies of lace.

She ate all of Sam's food,
And even took some home for dinner.
The friend tampered with the scales,
So Sam would never appear thinner.

All this time had gone by,
And poor Sam was still out making money.
But what is worse is the friends attitude;
She finds this hilariously funny.

So the moral of the story,
If you haven't already guessed.
Is that Sam is a great person,
and this terrible friend is truly blessed!!!

It made me realise how special mine and Sam's friendship is. Sometimes I forget that it's not every day you find someone who will let you feel their cervix and not care that you don't have a gynecologist degree.

Our friendship works for us. A lot of people honestly believe we are gay. But to be honest, I couldn't think of a better girlfriend to be rumoured with... (She has fake boobs! Street cred just sky rocketed!!)

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