By Tesla • May 11th, 2010 • Categories: No Words
Subject: Hell bitch. I’ll be your much older friend.
We can hang out.
I wear a motherfucking chicken suit. And I use it to play pranks on my local KFC. I go around their store saying “I’m a chicken on steroids!” They call the cops. I run for it down the streets. The cops are forced to chase a man in a chicken suit. I get tasered and start crying. People put it up on youtube. I become a celebrity.
I think what we have together could at least be friendship, but at the very most be true love with lots of mini-golf and butt-sex.
And that would be awesome. Cause I’m really good at mini-golf.
Motherfucker.
Rarely do I receive a message so brilliant that I almost wish I was available and could go on a date with its sender. This is one of those messages.
