women are guileful
Sound familiar.
I think anyone knows how to be broken hearted
This is better:
Here I sit, broken-hearted,
Paid a dime but only farted.
Yesterday I took a chance,
Saved a dime but shat my pants.
Here I sit, broken-hearted,
Paid a dime but only farted.
Yesterday I took a chance,
Saved a dime but shat my pants.
oh poetry
The version I remember is slightly different:
"Here I sit, brokenhearted.
Tried to shit but only farted.
Yesterday I took a chance;
Saved a dime but filled my pants."
It stuck in my memory mainly because I've never seen a pay-toilet in my entire life... and the idea of taxing defecation seems very cruel to me.
I'm frustrated enough going to grocery stores with coin-locked carts and discovering I don't have the exact right coin to get one (it's the 21st century; nearly all of us pay for things with plastic cards now) and having to get back in my car and drive to a different grocery store... one that would rather let me spend $150 in their store in exchange for occasionally having to pay a guy with a pickup truck $2 per cart to get their cart back.
So I think about how resentful I am of that grocery store that made me drive across town over the my lack of a fucking quarter... and then try to imagine how I'd feel about a business with a public restroom that forced me to shit my pants over not having a dime. I would burn it to the fucking ground!
"Here I sit, brokenhearted.
Tried to shit but only farted.
Yesterday I took a chance;
Saved a dime but filled my pants."
It stuck in my memory mainly because I've never seen a pay-toilet in my entire life... and the idea of taxing defecation seems very cruel to me.
I'm frustrated enough going to grocery stores with coin-locked carts and discovering I don't have the exact right coin to get one (it's the 21st century; nearly all of us pay for things with plastic cards now) and having to get back in my car and drive to a different grocery store... one that would rather let me spend $150 in their store in exchange for occasionally having to pay a guy with a pickup truck $2 per cart to get their cart back.
So I think about how resentful I am of that grocery store that made me drive across town over the my lack of a fucking quarter... and then try to imagine how I'd feel about a business with a public restroom that forced me to shit my pants over not having a dime. I would burn it to the fucking ground!
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