A Silly Midnight Love Story

THE STORY OF THE BROKEN HEART BOTTLE

O2 and Drink Me fell in love. After 12 years of sitting in the

same shelf one day O2 held Drink Me’s hand. Drink Me thought

his hand was soft and warm and did not take hers away.

Drink Me had always seen O2 as a friend. Until that day. And

that is when they started liking each other.

One day O2 fell to the floor and was shattered to pieces. So was

her heart. But it’s all right because Drink Me met a new bottle

to love and care for. That’s when she fell for The Good Smell.

A Bad Midnight Poem

A bad poem

Suicide Rider in the Night

Storms in the bar with his heavy metal boots

Whisky with ice is his drink

As he stares at girls’ tits

“Serve another to this hot lady!” he shouts at the barman

A boner in his pants will not let him sit on the stool

That’s why he always stands near the bar

Staking young blonde girls

Noctes Insomnes

NON MORTUI SED DATA SOMNI

OMNES QUI DESCENDUNT LAUDABUNT TE

PASSIM SPARSA CUSTOS NE PEREAND

Mi libreta de apuntes memorísticos

Recuerdame de aprender francés antes de montar la batería.