There is someone with whom I am very angry with at this moment. Someone who has publicly accused me of doing things that I, in fact, did not do. Rather, he took the truth and decided to twist it to his own benefit. I’m hoping that tomorrow he wakes up and has this stuck in his head. Playing until it turns his brain into goo, begins to leak out of his face and he slips on the liquefied gray matter as he walks across the room. When he falls, he will hit his head, causing him to lose his voice. Without his voice, he can’t tell anyone that Leo Sayer is stuck in his head and he will just have to feel like dancin’ for years and years and years.
It’s okay, I have the emails he and I sent back and forth proving otherwise.
You know what? Feel free to come up with your own curses and post them to the discussion link below. That way we can all have fun psychically torturing this ass clown.
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