The (inside) jokes
flow
through
our
mouths,
Sense no make they
but make
us
laugh.
The memories
of
silly signs,
that declare customers
park
in the behind.
The numerous things
my friends
and
I say
every
1
day,
the things
that
make
up
who we are.
The 3 hundred
random words
that only we
understand.
Like
r
a
n
d
y
and
"don't say that to Tyler!"
This is my life,
and it makes no sense.
just like the scrambled words
on
this
page.
