Bono For President.

[dreamongypsydkm]

Aw, our old men. I love them. Old.

[dreamongypsydkm]

Well, I thought I'd take this time of my incredibly good mood, and you ignoring me... to make a shrine to my Robert.



Oh, just lovely.

[dreamongypsydkm]

Wow, Jimmy looks exceptionally retarded in that photo. How very entertaining for me. That's what I stay up all night for anyway. Oh, and that's why I plan these elaborate ways for us to both be online at the same time. Not to talk to others, but to post and comment on Jimmy. That's why.

[dreamongypsydkm]

::sniff:: ::sniff::

Lux, are you contagious? Cause it appears I've caught your sniffle there.

Well... I will punish you then, but only severely.
Suddenly I have this desire to own a guitar like Jimmy's. How odd, being that he's retarded and can barely speak. He's not a bad salesman though. Maybe it's that I pity him that I want to own his guitar.
No, actually it's that popping one of the knobs reverses the phasing. That's the coolest little gadget I've ever heard of. On behalf of Jimmy, I thank you Joe Walsh.
Oh who am I kidding? He's a retard.

[dreamongypsydkm]

Aw, poor Jimmy.. Still trying to pout. Aw.

Retard.


I'm out of it. No room for text, only pictures.