Granted. Instead of partying and all the youth-like whatnot, they become hippies and keep splashing animal blood on you and shouting song lyrics that have nothing to do with the situation at you every time you come out of your place of residence.
I wish that maybe, just maybe, The Rolling Stones would finally die. It's not that I don't like them, it's just that they must be suffering. Seriously, have you seen them recently? I mean, come on. They might actually be dead already, but it's not like anyone could tell. It's not personal, it's a mercy killing.
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