So I'm sitting here, at 2:06am on a monday night on October the 5th of 2009, and I'm wondering... when the hell is snow gonna fall. I sit here, pondering, pacing, and becoming more and more anxious, until that first snowflake hits the ground. WTF MOTHER NATURE BRING ON THE SNOW! So guys, I'm thinking that if i pull some strings and holla at my bitty motha natureeee she can do me a biggy and let dat snow ting fall sooner motha fuckaaaa. But for real, I wont even have much time to go boarding cause of hockey FML. I just realized that i'm sorta talking about nothing but i don't care, I'm super bored, and I am gonna write a poem about snow/snowboarding/winter in general.
Snow, snow, snow
hurry the hell up ya hoe
stop sucking on da weiner
come on down for the winter
you'll like it a lot down here
we can all pound some beer
That's an orininal poem done by myslef hahaha
Much love
Calum :)