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This is where I have pictures of pals of mine.
I wish I knew more foxy, half-naked girls. BTW, if you aren't here, send me a picture of you. Especially if you are a foxy, half-naked girl.
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See?
It's because I reek of sex. Women want me. Men... Also want me. I swear to god, this used to happen every day. |
Jesska and Deryk.
I think I spelled his name right. This was at formal. I have one of them kissing, because I'm creepy. But it isn't on my computer yet.
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Me and my Best Pal.
Look, if you don't know Alan, you should. He's a class act. Me? I just look like a girl. |
Way over there, (Down and Right) that's my little Rae of sunshine.
The Daring Young Man
Once I was happy,
But now I'm forlorn,
Like an old coat
That is tattered and torn;
Left in this wide world
To weep and to mourn,
Betrayed by a maid in her teens.
Now this girl that I loved,
She was handsome,
And I tried all I knew
Her to please,
But I never could please her
One quarter so well
As the man on the flying trapeze.
Chorus:
Oh, he floats through the air
With the greatest of ease,
This daring young man
On the flying trapeze;
His actions are graceful,
All girls he does please,
My love he has purloined away.
He'd play with a miss
Like a cat with a mouse,
His eyes would undress
Every girl in the house.
Perhaps he is better
Described as a louse,
But the people they came just the same.
Oh, he'd smile from his perch
On the people below
And one day he
Smiled on my love.
She blew him a kiss
And she hollered, "Bravo!"
As he hung by his nose up above.
(Repeat Chorus).
Oh, I wept and I whimpered,
I simpered for weeks,
While she spent her time
With the circus's freaks.
The tears were like hailstones
That rolled down my cheeks,
Alas, and alack, and alacka!
I went to this fellow,
The blackguard, and said,
"I'll see that you get
Your desserts!"
He put up his thumb to his nose
With a sneer,
He sneered once again, and said, "Nertz!"
(Repeat Chorus)
One night to his tent
He invited her in,
He filled her with compliments,
Kisses, and gin
And started her out
On the road to ruin,
Since then l have known no repose.
But e'en now l loved her, I said,
"Take my name!
I'll gladly forgive
And forget;"
She rustled her bustle
Without any shame,
Saying, "Well, maybe later, not yet."
(Repeat Chorus)
One night as usual
I went to her home,
And found there
Her father and mother alone,
I asked for my love,
And it soon was made known,
To my horror, that she'd run away.
Without any trousseau,
She'd fled in the night
With him with the
Greatest of ease,
From two stories high
He'd lowered her down
To the ground on his flying trapeze.
(Repeat Chrous)
Some months after that
I went into a hall,
And to my surprise
I found there on the wall,
A bill in red letters
Which did my heart gall,
That she was appearing with him.
Oh, he'd taught her gymnastics,
And dressed her in tights,
To help him to live
At his ease,
He'd made her take on
A masculine name,
And now she goes on the trapeze.
Oh, she floats through the air
With the greatest of ease,
You'd think her a man
On the flying trapeze,
She does all the work
While he takes his ease,
And that's what's become of my love
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This is Me at a Movie Night.
What's a Movie Night? A good time. I'm eating a piece of cookie. Yes, you did want to know that. |
Randoo
That guy I'm hugging there is Randoo. He's my favorite Irishman. I always try my best to creep him out. Sometimes I go tooooooo far. Sorry Randoo.
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Me and JessKa
This is Me with JessKa, we are all dressed up in our formal attire. I had to change right before the dance, because I called her, and we were going to be wearing the same dress, so I decided to wear a nice black tux. Solid, yo? |
That's Sarah.
She hugs me because I'm a hot slice of man. She didn't say that, mind you... ...but you can see it in her eye.
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This is the formal group.
I'm told we were doing something artsy. But I don't get it. I'm far to the left. Your left.
No, your OTHER left.
Idiot.
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That's Justin.
All girls think Justin is cute.
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