I can be stopped? I can’t be stopped
A lot of rumors have been swirling around lately about me being stopped. Wrong again, assholes—this bird still flies. I am like the Juggernaut. Once I start moving no group of rag tag mutants can steal my thunder. This party can’t stop rolling. This party shan’t stop rolling. I can’t be stopped.
But what about the rumors, you ask? Well, people say a lot of things. Like “mortality”. Like “fatigue”. But go try another phone line sister—cos this cat ain’t dialing out. Slow me down? Yeah right. Stop me? Impossible. I am like a wolf with worms. Kill the wolf then the maggots get you. Even if I lose I win! And the loss itself is impossible.
My enemies should tremble, and my friends rejoice! Who could stop me? Some fatso? Some god? Some fatso fatty god? I say to hell with fatsos and to hell with gods. I say lots of things.
But what about the rumors, you ask? Well, people say a lot of things. Like “mortality”. Like “fatigue”. But go try another phone line sister—cos this cat ain’t dialing out. Slow me down? Yeah right. Stop me? Impossible. I am like a wolf with worms. Kill the wolf then the maggots get you. Even if I lose I win! And the loss itself is impossible.
My enemies should tremble, and my friends rejoice! Who could stop me? Some fatso? Some god? Some fatso fatty god? I say to hell with fatsos and to hell with gods. I say lots of things.
posted by Old Stallion at 6:30 PM
2 Comments:
What if you were confronted with a red light? A stop sign? Come on now, you'd have to stop for that, wouldn't you? Its a sign that says stop. How could it possibly be resisted?
Bring forth your signs. Signal to your hearts content. But no signs, nor tribulations will hold back my fifteen layers of funk. Red light, green light, one, two, three, I shan't stop for the likes of thee.
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