How many of my fellow bloggers are procrastin8rs?
Oh yeah, you know the type,
The guy getting dressed as he's running for his bus. The kid doing his homwork on the metro. That girl applying make up-with hilarious results-on the bus.
this is the society of 'push that back'
'Don't pay til 2010!'
'I'll do it tomorrow.'
Tomorrow may nevedr come.
You ever have a robot call your house?
A robot with your name in its mouth.
You've gone far, far beyond people calling you anymore on those late credit card payments. Next they'll send one to your house...
The guy getting dressed as he's running for his bus. The kid doing his homwork on the metro. That girl applying make up-with hilarious results-on the bus.
this is the society of 'push that back'
'Don't pay til 2010!'
'I'll do it tomorrow.'
Tomorrow may nevedr come.
You ever have a robot call your house?
A robot with your name in its mouth.
You've gone far, far beyond people calling you anymore on those late credit card payments. Next they'll send one to your house...
posted by DaProkah at Monday, June 12, 2006
2 Comments:
I wish I could laugh this off, but I SO cannot.
I try to write my scatteredness off as part of my "quirky charm" but it's straight up immaturity, yo.
Sigh.
Mmm hmm. Ain't no denyin!!
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