Posts Tagged DAT Ghandi
I IS DAT GHANDI
Posted by Keith Spillett in The Poetry of Death on August 24, 2013
DEM PEACE FEELZ!!!! AWWWWWWW!!!!!
Benevolence beNONviolence. Peep DAT!
But dem sad times. Dem sad sad timez.
Dat Ghandi SAD.
DAT Ghandi Cry. Reelz teerz.
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!!!!! (that irony has replaced irony as the new irony)
Lulz Hitler…U FAIL! LOL!!!!! Rascist MUCH! L8TR H8TR!!!!!
Inb4 Do U even PEACE?
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!!! (exhausted by the endless drumbeat of moronic repetition around you)
DEM GHANDI SLAMZ!!!!!!
DAT BRITI$$$$$$H!!!! SMH.
I CAN HAZ PEICE FFS!!!!
I Is dAt GHANDI……Not Dat Nguyen! Dem Cowboyz FEELZ FTW!!!!
I Is dAT GHANDI and I haz come to free U but UB like WUT!
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!!! (trapped in an absurd, endless comedy where no one gets the punchlines)
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!!! (the bile rising in your throat at the state of the state of YOLOphoria)
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!! (the overpowering stench of atrophied brains)
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!!! (numb to the things and people around you)
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!!! (tired of cliché-on-cliché violence)
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!! (overwhelmed)
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!! (exasperated)
DO U EVEN FEELZ!!!! (anything)