Showing posts with label cries for help. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cries for help. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

you can break my face but you won't change



listened to this song while walking Ozball today and thought of z. I know you guys were taking more of a generally east-west route, but try not to get confused and kill a horse/nun.

Monday, June 7, 2010

your ears sound just like ears!!





my uke (Nurse Shark) and I recently celebrated our 1st anniversary, so I thought I'd consecrate the occasion with a cover of one of my all time favorite songs.

let's be youtube friends/co-subscribers! squideos are goodeos.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

anger management

I, leli mcsquid, have an anger problem.
it all started one bright january day when I was born.
it's been 21.76 years now, and I feel that I've made very little progress.
don't get me wrong - other things have progressed. for instance:
I'm not afraid of water any more.

but still
I'm angry.
wait
too soffffffffft (ft ft ft) -
I seethe, teethe, seethe with
livid, white hot rage

but how can I
little me (i)
encapsulate the pain and hate
that burns inside
at the slightest provocation?
I'll put it to you like this. I hate that I hate. I'm angry that I'm angry. the fact of modern man's suckitude is what makes modern man suck. and not in a fun way, either. it's a vicious circle, but don't bring any british army men into this. they were having a lot of fun. except the part when the guy's head got chopped off by the propeller plane. that was just sad.
(but a little funny) -
we'll call it catch 69, cuz it sucks all the time.