Thursday, February 06, 2014

Confession time.

With the recent death of Phillip Seymour Hoffman I think it's about time I come clean about my own addiction to heroin.

I got the monkey on my back.

I'm jonesing for the horse.

I love the fine china...I love the smack.

Blackjack.

I don't want no cold turkey for lunch.

Skag. Heat. Pump. Junk. Slink.




On the plus side... my middle name aint 'Seymour'

5 comments:

  1. Nice try...you ain't anywhere near that cool.

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  2. VenerableUncleP5:47 PM EST

    You planning on dying like a proper junkie?
    Sitting on the john with a spike hanging out of your arm?

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  3. Well, at least this explains a lot.

    (Philip Seymour Hoffman died?!?)

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  4. *bored sigh*

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  5. Anonymous3:57 PM EST

    *checks date on this post, rolls eyes, twiddles thumbs, taps toe*

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