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And my mother laughed the way some ladies do

Highs of the last week include the Morrissey concert, drinking cold beer on a warm beach, dancing in Mexico, making a bunch of two-day friends, and watching other friends get pierced and tattooed.

Lows include having my money clip disappear, my cassette player in my car breaking, traffic on the Queen Isabelle Memorial Bridge, and having to become a disciplinarian.

Laughing at the trouble is the only way to keep yourself sane, except maybe to yell at it. Don't throw furniture. It's dumb.

There is something I wanted to tell you.
It's so funny, you'll kill yourself laughing,
But then I, I look around, and I remember
that I am alone.

This entry was posted on March 24th, 2006 at 04:17:33 am by Billy and is filed under General.

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Comment from: Another Cadaver [Visitor]
Must have been, like, the best Spring Break, ever!!! :)

And who the hell still has a cassette player, you poor bastard.

O Lord, trouble so hard.
Yes, indeed, my trouble is hard.

O Lord, trouble so hard.
Don’t nobody know my troubles but God.
Yes, indeed, my trouble’s so hard.
O Lord, trouble so hard.

Wait and let me tell you what the sister will do:
‘Fo’ your face, she have a love for you,
'Hind your back, scandalize your name,
Jest the same you have to bear the blame.

Wait and let me tell you what your brother will do:
‘Fo’ your face, have a love for you,
'Hind your back, scandalize your name,
Jest the same you have to bear the blame.
O Lord, trouble so hard. (2)
04/04/06, a Tuesday @ 12:46

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