About Me
eeerie henri woke up every mornin, and went for a coffee. henri lives in a city of plague, desolation, and distress. today, he will go get a hair cutusually, the barber does an awful job on his hair, and charges him a lot ...but u see today henri doesn't care. in fact, henri doesn't care about anything anymore ..."wonder why," u might think...because henri was quite a brain before , a beautiful complainer and such a book worm. he was hated by everyone, an INTELLECTUAL, or more commonly called,
intelligent people ....yewwwwwww intelligence... why this condition? when in reality only a minority of this world is affected by this disease, something like 25%so one day, henri decided to put himself in line to get rid of this tumor called the brain and got lobotomized.since then, he lives the life of a normal person, and goes through this with a bunch of lice and lies don't affect him anymore even if they sit right in his face...he smileseven if his haircut doesn't look good, even if people die at war, even if his condition
now affects his vision of reality .who cares!let's watch skulls falling from the red sky and listen to the gentle buzzing of these urban lice, what a melody of clanking ironythats the life of eeerie henritalking about his haircut, the scar from his freshly-done lobotomy was all in view of others to publicize his new moronic self .arboring a large evasive smile that seemed frozen there by botox or probably some contact cementcuz in the world of henri, lice don't care
