Flatland's kamikaze
suicide attack squadron
ambushed me in
the bathroom of the bar.
Four sheets to the wind
my hold bursting with
homesick dragons
the U.S.S. Edge of The Earth or Bust
went decisively
way too far east
and came back round.
Completely batshit
fucking retarded
beautiful idiot that I am
I forgot
it's a globe,
not a map.
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this one requires a little further explanation.
I decided to believe that the world was flat and was out with Our Mutual Pal so you can imagine the state my condition was in. Remember the night I was over at Ben's?
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