Thursday, April 21, 2016

Question: Can you rewrite the lyrics to happy birthday on this, the day of your vag-rending so that they include a malicious ghost but lose none of the joyous spirit of the song? Blog stylez?

If I ever see you Imma make you write a poem for your friggin' birthday.


I don't know how much inherent joyous spirit there is in this song, but I guess I'll take your question for it. Methinks it's the folks who add the joy.


Happy Birthday to you!
Remember that time you hit an old lady with your car?
She's standing behind you right now with a sneer spread over her putrid, rotting guuuuummmmms...
And she holds your hand at night!


For she's a hate-filled revenger!
For she's a hate-filled revenger!
For she's a hate-filled revenger!
This is the last birthday you'll see.


Short Answer: Happy Birthday, Me!


Note: Don't worry. I buried that bitch deep.

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