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Белоснежка
Cigarette crisis





     I bet that no one realizes
     What is a real cigarette crisis.
     I brought a pack of cigarettes to the schoolyard today
     Suddenly all kids said sweetly: "Hey!
     What's up? Don't you remember us?"
     
     Me: No.
     
     Guy #1: How come? We have a class together!
     
     Me: You don't even remember
     When was the last time you were there.
     
     Guy #1: Anyway, you got a pack - don't you think you should share?
     
     Me: Fine, all right take a cigarette, yo.
     
     I turned around and I heard: "Hello."
     
     Girl #1: Don't you say hi to your best friend?
     
     Me: Well, my best friend? No offend,
     But we had a fight an hour ago.
     
     Girl #1: The fight was nothing. Forget this shit, yo.
     
     Me: Ok, no more fight. No more stupid fight.
     
     Girl#1: Look, babe, I've got a lighter
     But nothing to light.
     
     I was freaking angry, but freaking calm
     So I put the cigarette right in her palm.
     I unzipped a pocket to put the pack inside
     When someone hugged me very tight.
     
     Me: What the hell? What the fuck?
     
     Guy #2: Hello, my sweetness! Mwaa...
     
     Me: Hold on, you are a fag!
     
     Guy #2: Not anymore, cause you look so great
     I forgot that I'm gay - now I'm straight.
     
     Me: Bullshit.
     
     Guy #2: I'm serious,
     You are so nice!!!
     Umm, can I get a cigarette?
     
     Me: No big surprise.
     
     I bet, it's not hard to guess
     That someone had to be next.
     
     Girl #2: Oh, you are here! You are my savor!
     Look what you got there - my favorite flavor!
     Marlboro lights?
     
     Me: Parliament lights.
     
     Girl #2: Well that's the same shit.
     
     Me: Didn't you quit?
     
     Girl #2: No, babe, not yet.
     
     Now I wonder whose turn is this?
     Should I scream like a cashier: "Next, please"?
     
     Guy #3: Hey how are you getting home today?
     
     Me: You know, I'm taking a bus...
     
     Guy #3: What did you say?
     You are taking the bus?
     I'll pick you up, let the bus
     Kiss my ass.
     I'll give you everything - love, sex, and money.
     Give me a cigarette in exchange, honey.
     
     Well, it went on... In fact it was funny -
     Five more ex-faggots, 3 guys with the money
     (They had the money, no cigarettes though).
     I should have taped it - it was a show.
     Wonderful people - all of them suck
     If they don't have a cigarette pack.
     Guess what? All the pack was gone.
     I was left with a zero, with none.
     Now I hope everyone realizes
     What is a real cigarette crisis.
     



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