Wednesday, March 5, 2008

...to get yer lyin, yella, no good keister off my property...

I've not the slightest inclination who had the audacity to disrupt my shower, but I am quite certain I hate them with a passion which can only be mustered from a small, partially damp, barely-Irish woman. The kind of scorn a lady usually reserves for Sega. My sins were barely wet, never mind scrubbed off.

2 comments:

Tristan said...

hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn for sega.

-THE WHALE

Secret Rush said...

Look at you, all catchin' my refs.