May 24, 2011

the inspiration of a dick hopp

dear flooded by the memories of court diary,

privately, i do think about dick hopp. not dicks hopping, just dick hopp. i did just now think about dick hopp again and here is why. look. so as you can see, i cleaned my spice rack tonight and i think i did a fantastic job and i couldn't wait to share it with everyone. however my mind kept going back almost a month- to april 29th, to that dreadful day in court, which really wasn't bad at all when the spineless tiny dick hero decided to stalk ME with the Judge as a witness, but it was simply dreadful before court began because everyone and their brother was made to sit and listen to dick hopp go on and on about his spice rack. over the past few weeks here at home, since my slick and swift departure from court, i've caught myself daydreaming about dick hopp, i've wanted to puke mind you, and tonight i finally completed what dick hopp inspired me to do. i dedicate my work to the worthless dick hopp. thank you. i will no longer give dick hopp another thought until we meet again in court which i hope will be again very fucking soon.