Sanpixee The Alien: Don’t Call After a Date
Scccccccccccrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm
IF I could scream
if I could scream
And the words that came from that scream would be daggers with burning bright orange tips
I would direct my scream, I would focus my scream, I would channel it
To the assholes who don’t call a woman after a great date
Who throw her into a paranoia where she steps out of her rightful mind, hears phantom phone rings, checks her inbox, her voicemal inbox, her facebook, her modem… call the internet company to ask if everything’s okay…
Y’know cause bad connections happen
One phone call, the dialing of 7 digits, the sitting through one ring, then two rings, then three….
Whats the worst that could happen? huh? voicemail? line disconnected? child #2 of a total of 6 answers with spongebob playing on the tv in the background
Fucking grow some balls and call the woman
The longer you wait the more she turns into a werewolf – hypersensitive to sight, smell and touch
Fading more and more from the world of the sane – wild eyes, sitting alert, erratic speech…
Questions herself, checks her poise, second guesses her beauty
Oh this man, you confused man – if you’re not gonna call..
Then don’t ask her out, keep it moving
Don’t ask her out
At all.
