Buffering,..Buffering,..Buffering.
I'm suffering, suffering, suffering
from constant buffering, buffering, buffering.
All I want to do
is to simply view
a funny or interesting Internet video or two,
but every time I attempt to
it's always the same old thing.
Buffering,..Buffering,..Buffering,..
One day I'm going to place a gun to my head,
pull the trigger and blast my brains out dead.
Many will ask, "What could have driven him to do such a thing?"
ANSWER: Buffering,..Buffering,..Buffering,..
Buffering most certainly
can become very suicidally
Frustrating!..Frustrating!..Frustrating!
Copyright © Billy Thekidster | Year Posted 2010
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