ConfessionsA Poem by Tim F*****g McCormack
I swear to god-
look I'll tell you this much in the booth, with the priest there asking what I've done, nothing ever comes to mind because I'm always too busy thinking of that one scene where two people f**k in a confessional. I'd love to do that. it's the same now, I could but I'm too busy thinking of watching that scene again. © 2008 Tim F*****g McCormack |
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Added on February 14, 2008 |