Richard_S
15-03-2005, 10:22 PM
I have the quintessential hobson’s choice type situation going on as some of my comrades are aware.
I am a proud man and a man of butterfly morality. I stand tall and speak clearly. I can eyeball with the best of them, offer dejected argument where appropriate and generally flick the ears of the peasants.
However in order to do the right, absolutely sensible thing I have to leave my stature and admirable independence at home. I will have to cut off my newly shaped and very manly facial fungus. I will have to bend over right slap bang in the middle and beg to a room of half-witted baboons. Not an ounce of life on display, either inside or outside the stomach. Not a tinkle of judgement, a wink of thought or even a degree of sense. I would rather be impeached by roland rat's groupies.
A lifeless shadow of man too modern to just take it slap bang between the eyes and yet to damn fiery to just bend over. The hedgehog look around, your brows screaming “save me again” but no one cares. Bastards.
Yoda says that it all comes under the heading of "being yourself". What a legend eh.
what worries me most is where it all will end
When the final bastions of pride finally fall it will be a very sad day.
Ciao,
Btw jesus still loves me fine
I am a proud man and a man of butterfly morality. I stand tall and speak clearly. I can eyeball with the best of them, offer dejected argument where appropriate and generally flick the ears of the peasants.
However in order to do the right, absolutely sensible thing I have to leave my stature and admirable independence at home. I will have to cut off my newly shaped and very manly facial fungus. I will have to bend over right slap bang in the middle and beg to a room of half-witted baboons. Not an ounce of life on display, either inside or outside the stomach. Not a tinkle of judgement, a wink of thought or even a degree of sense. I would rather be impeached by roland rat's groupies.
A lifeless shadow of man too modern to just take it slap bang between the eyes and yet to damn fiery to just bend over. The hedgehog look around, your brows screaming “save me again” but no one cares. Bastards.
Yoda says that it all comes under the heading of "being yourself". What a legend eh.
what worries me most is where it all will end
When the final bastions of pride finally fall it will be a very sad day.
Ciao,
Btw jesus still loves me fine