So this is a “beauty contest” between the town bicycle and the star of B class porn movies?
Who wins? Doesn’t matter, they’re both losers.
Two things Carmen…
One you look like you belong in the gutter outside the town crack house; where you turn tricks for your next fix.
Two you actually managed to make Claire look respectable in comparison. Honestly if I did not see it with my own eyes; I would never of believed it. For the record this is nothing to be proud of bitch!
Now before you fuck off…a musical interlude:
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Carmen’s a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
Now then…Fuck Off Bitch!
I’m amazed you found the time to type this since you’re usually so busy giving dry handjobs to all the local townies.
How long did it take you to come up with your little song? Did you have to stick your head in a bucket of ice after to cool your brain off since it’s not used to working that hard?
Here is my own creation made in your dishonor:
Kate sucks cock all day,
She still struggles to make rent,
Ugly whores are cheap.
It’s Crackhead!!!
How’s those tricks of yours? You dumb fucking bitch
Well I’ve got a lot to unpack this time; like a real champ you’ve turned those tricks of yours and after a really difficult start…you’ve come back swinging like the deranged old cat woman from the Simpsons. So let’s get started shall we?
Handjobs…Me? The only thing I do with the local townies is to administer antibiotics after you come a whoring - you’re a regular Typhoid Mary for our little town. Poor old doc brown has not seen this much VD since the war. To put it bluntly your day is not complete unless you’ve fucked a total stranger isn’t it bitch?
The Song…now I must confess that the creative arts are not my forte; but thankfully I’ve got great taste. So when thinking about you and your love of crack; I just remembered “Ashes to Ashes” by David Bowie - who I’m sure is an artist you know nothing about? But that begs the question…do you know anything Crackhead?
Last but not least we come to your song; omg you wrote a song for me…am I blushing?
But seriously I’m touched crackhead; you called upon all your life experience and personal trauma and composed a thing of beauty…except honestly it’s just shit!
Oh crackhead, my crackhead - I look forward to our next interaction. But until then…fuck off bitch!
