round II

Once again, I find myself in this oh so thrilling extended study lesson, staring at the computer screen and feeling the bile in my stomach shift from eating too many "nice" biscuits and drinking no fluid as of yet today. I need to remain hydrated, at the moment i think my body functions have resorted to adapting to similar methods a camel uses to surive; i literally must be living off a hump storing water and fats. thats my excuse for being a chunky monkey, im not big boned or carrying a little festive weight, im just retaining water okay.

Anyway, im once again looking forward to another weekend of tomfoolery and buggery. i plan to go christmas shopping and buy everyone cheap and disgusting gifts that i will find hilarious and novelty beyond beleif but what my family may see as disrespectful and just damn rude. if any of my family read this blog, expect a little chunk of shit rolled in newspaper. i mean it with love, not in jest.

I AM ROMA

I HAVE NO BONER

BECAUSE I WOULD NEED A WANG FOR THAT

BUT UNFORTUNATELY, MY CROTCH IS FLAT

I ENJOY BATTERING OLD WOMEN AND KICKING KIDS IN THE SHINS

IM A HARDCORE BITCH WHO THROWS BABIES IN BINS

IVE GOT A HEAD LIKE MEDUSA AND A FACE LIKE THE MOON

I MAY LOOK RETARDED BUT HELL IM NO GOON

MALICE RUNS THROUGH MY VEINS AND MY BONES ARE MADE OF STEEL

IF YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME DOWN, GET FUCKING REAL

I COULD RIP YOU LIMB FROM LIMB WITH MY LITTLE TOES

AND SUCK OUT YOUR HEART USING ONLY MY NOSE

IF YOU'RE STILL NOT SCARED OF ME YOU MUST BE DERANGED

IM SO DANGEROUS I SHOULD BE ENCAGED

MY VICTIMS NEVER GET TO TELL MY STORY

BECAUSE IM ALL ABOUT THE FUCKINGS BLOOD, GUTS AND GLORY

FEAR ME PEOPLE, IM NOT TO BE TAMPERED WITH

FUCK WITH ME AND YOU'RE SURE TO NOT LIVE.