Some Super-Cribbing Thoughts

Here's life back on the same track...
things are on a stand still and nothin's movin fast..
luv's gone along with my honey...
am left with just chinta and no money...
Russell Peters jokes don't make me laugh anymore...
As per Borat life's a big fuckin whore..
I keep running through an Apocalypto forest in my dreams...
Nothing's following me but I still scream....
Watched Departed n felt like blowing someone's brain...
300 showed it's much better if they are slain...
Chappell's boys shld be the one's to blame...
Another fuckin world cup has just gone down the drain...
Even Bangalore's gettin hot as it has no rain...
WTF may be I shld jst fix another drink and relax..
n let's switch the channel to some football match....



Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.