It's time for Hanakkah.

http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDV_reO930A

The Hanakkah song by Adam Sandler doesn't really have characters but it does go into detail about celebrities who are Jewish. It tells you many fun facts about Hanakkah. The theme of the song is it's okay to celebrate Hanakkah.

6 word memoirs

10. Every breath we drew was hallelujah
9. Fatties work at Joe's Crab Shack
8. I honestly, sincerely hope you choke
7. Find me some one to love
6. Oh yeah? That's what she said...
5. Saturday night, nothing to be doing
4. I was once an ugly duckling
3. Now I am an uglier duckling
2. Let me see you get low
1. I am choking on your allibies

Grand Theft Poetry

6AM Day after Christmas
You still ain't called or wrote,
So when you ask "Is something wrong?"
I think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now."
I will take a step away and see if you come back.
I just found a friend in one of your lies,
to treat me so nice.
You say move on where do I go?
He kissed my lips I taste your mouth and when he pulled me in
I was disgusted with myself.
And all the walls will fade to black.
If I go before you Darling,
Don't you waste me in the ground.
Now is the moment that you know
that you told her that you loved her but you don't
You touch her skin and then you think
that "she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me."
Bruises that won't heal.
A handshake of carbon monoxide.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts,
I want you to notice when I'm not around.
And I think "What can you be doing that is so much fun
without me by your side?"
And I try not to worry but you've got me terrified
It seems like you're in some kind of hurry to say good bye...

Brick- Ben Folds Five
Stan- Eminem
Tiny Vessels- Death Cab for Cutie
Sunday Drive- Early November
Ever So Sweet- Early November
Thinking of you- Katy Perry
Chicken Wire- Pernice Brothers
No Alarms and No Surprises- Radiohead
Creep- Radiohead
Your New Twin Sized Bed- Death Cab for Cutie
Naked as we Came- Iron and Wine

Love or Loathe Story

I come over to your house, the clock reads 3pm. I just said good bye to my mother moments earlier, I knew you could comfort me, after all, your father is gone too. My mascara streamed down my face, I looked like a tomato with black stripes. I am not the most beautiful crier. I crumpled onto your bed and you just poured some bourbon into your mug and drank. You held me for a couple of seconds but not enough to feel comforted. Your room had the sweet and distinct smell of alcohol. A smell I am all too familiar with. You had me sit on your lap and asked me questions. Which parent do you love more? Who do you care for more? Who would you rather live with? What's wrong? All questions that shouldn't be asked in a moment like this. You took me into the backyard and said "I will tell you what's wrong if you tell me." I told him how this is the fourth time telling him but I had to say goodbye. He told me "you know this isn't going to work." He went on saying "I love you, you're cute, I want my children to look like you. I really do love you." I kept replaying those words on the drive home. I had to pull over a few times to regain composure.