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Fuckin' Hamburglar

I’ll be there with two or three people. I need one of those. I’m gonna go show it who's boss. Tell me you aren’t using that. It's just been that kind of day. Send me pictures. There's knowing you, then there's knowing you. I know where it is. I was close! That was dangerously close. Prepare for criticism. Oh, really? wow. I’m sad. You're right, I don’t like it. Was I supposed to learn anything? She smiles weird fuckin' smile hers is bigger than mine she's the hamburglar I’m not joking, she's really weird that's the pot calling the kettle black I don't look like the hamburglar Weird faces with her mouth, and they were like, 'stop making those faces, you're freaking me out'. don't make me pee Aren't you glad you have family? Well, that was a stupid question. I’m all covered in chocolate it's kinda like being in the freaky show Isn't that a great place to be? Well, I don't care about the signs. Have you seen the cow take a photo? Yeah, milk was like $8. Sweet mother of God. Things have definitely changed. Sorry girls. They're gonna fall off if I flick 'em. will you pay me $500? I remember when you used to say that about me. Don't make me go. He ended up with the hamburglar. Fuckin hamburglar.
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Written by
charlotte-graham
Canadian
Published
Feb 28, 2012
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Speech poem for class, made from random lines of overheard conversations. Alcohol was partially involved. :-/

As was a 12-yr-old.

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