You're on a mission and your wishin Someone could cure your lonely condition Lookin for love in all the wrong places No fine girls just ugly faces Some frustration first inclination Is to become a monk and leave the situation But every dark tunnel has a light of hope So don't hang yourself with a celibate rope Your movie's showin, so you're goin Could care less about the five you're blowin Theater gets dark just to start the show Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello, Come sit next to me you fine fellow."You run over there without a second to lose And what comes next hey bust a move.
Kek. That aside, not much to say again. Side for the amount of text in the past few chapters compared to others. That's kinda annoying. I like my chapters with as little text as possible thank you very much. Hmph. Well, that, and the fact that not many people even checked out the last chapter. What, did everybody die or something? Meh. Doesn't matter. Enjoy the chapter, fuckers.
