08-16-2005, 02:21 AM
Well, it would be wrong to let all that perfectly good meat go to waste you know. You could make a giant vat of chili con carnage and sell bowls of it at a fundraiser for charity. Some sort of karmic balance. And not just for you. The person killed may have been a real twat as well, and doing something good with his body like feeding people and raising money for charity might just be the nicest thing he has ever done in his life.
What? Why are you all looking at me like that?
What? Why are you all looking at me like that?
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."