2000-07-14 - six forty two
kevin wowed everyone with his poetry. imagine a scruffy hyperactive guy as you read this:
DANCE DANCE DANCE!
put your soul *taps his sole* to the floor!
DANCE DANCE DANCE!
til your nose hits the door!
CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH!
i will eat you like a leetle poTAYto chip!
DANCE DANCE DANCE!
you're in my flailing stomach!
DANCE DANCE DANCE!
sex everywhere!
*slams poetry journal to the floor*