Am i going to die soon? All the signs point to yes. I've been on my death bed for the past five nights and all i know is that i feel like crap. I had some custard from this new place that moved from Ny state over here to Cali. I should have known that i would have gotten sick. They're were flies everywhere and the place just didnt look clean. But my grandfather persisted and told me to order up something. And i did, i ordered and after the first taste i knew i was in trouble. My gut was giving me all the signs of classic food poisoning. Not even after 20 minutes i started to throw up and i started to get really sick and just had to get home.
Ok so now i've been on my death bed, my room is clean, no food or anything around. And now i'm being eaten up by roaches. These mother fuckers are new york city size mother fuckers that just wont die. I've tried everything. They just wont die. I've even brought out the butane torch for some extra fun. They come in waves almost like Tie fighters on a attack run trying to come for me. I'm brining out if Chins could kill and knocking myself all over cause there in my sheets. So i'm like fuck it get out of bed and find them coming from under my waterbed. I'm not in the mood to fuck with them. But they're getting on my nerves.
I think someone, something wants me dead or at least to suffer. Ever had that feeling that death is right around the corner? I can even smell the stench.
Ok so now i've been on my death bed, my room is clean, no food or anything around. And now i'm being eaten up by roaches. These mother fuckers are new york city size mother fuckers that just wont die. I've tried everything. They just wont die. I've even brought out the butane torch for some extra fun. They come in waves almost like Tie fighters on a attack run trying to come for me. I'm brining out if Chins could kill and knocking myself all over cause there in my sheets. So i'm like fuck it get out of bed and find them coming from under my waterbed. I'm not in the mood to fuck with them. But they're getting on my nerves.
I think someone, something wants me dead or at least to suffer. Ever had that feeling that death is right around the corner? I can even smell the stench.