Five (In the Morning) and Wired

Author: Zimri

Date: October 18, 2003

by Zimri
10-18-03
In the confessional...
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned...
So have we all, my son...go in peace
Gee, what a gyp! No sermon or nothing!
I thought he'd never leave--now where were we?
You were smearing peanut butter on my ass and calling me, "Mommy!"