believe four year olds should be beaten by maniacal mothers
who freak out over shopping. Too many of us take life for
granted. I applaud Uncle Dave for snatching that future
whore and whooping her into extinction. You have nothing
but now. We should kill every Iraqi-American and rape their
babies with pitchforks so fools know we ain’t playing. Rip
it up, brothers and sisters. I hope you get into a car crash
and smell the stench of death feces. Rock it ‘til six in
the morning, being sure to knock them boots good and proper.
Why don’t you believe in anything?
have yarn and I’m not afraid to use it.
wish thee wEll in your supernatural pretend.
Follow the folly,
Drink and be jolly,
is Santa Claus. Everyone is Jesus. Everyone is Carlton Sheets.
Everyone is Osama. Everyone is Oprah. Pick up your grins
and use them without discretion. Secrete your dreams into
people are cool but they walk funny. Believe and you can
achieve. The bible is fiction and hard to read when high
on dank chronic nuggets. Keep going, don’t stop, keep going,
don’t stop. I love what you do for me, Toyota. Bang a gong.
I will choke the next person who says, ‘stupid is as stupid
does’. I know many stupid people who don’t do shit like
Bob Dole and Christopher Reeve. Maybe you’ll catch cancer
tomorrow. I love all of you because all of you are me, we
are all one and must believe in miracles. Go for it! Amen.
merely say time is relative to the infinite would be taking
the easy way out. I have found that everyone has missed
the point and believes thinking could lead to things too
weighty to mindfully meander…I have spit and I’m not afraid
to use it. I wish everyone were dead except for me and this
list of past and present and future people:
from the Dallas movies
Teresa – I always thought she would make a great lay.
Jerome Lester Horowitz – Curly the drunk stooge
stinks. We’re all guts and glory and the morning after doesn’t
mean much without a stimulating epiphany. Musical chairs
prepares one for reality….sometimes there just isn’t a fucking
seat….I have found that tickling yourself in public results
in unlawful titillations….I have never poured out a little
liquor for my homies who be dead and gone. I poured in a
little liquor and felt me feel like them. We are all skeletons
of the same quandary. I have a spiget and she has a widget.
I want to impregnate 1000 women and pay child support with
bear hugs. I wish it rained blood and in order to survive
we had to suck raindrops. Nobody would live in Southern
California….Land of the Scabs….I hope the BIG ONE occurs
in my lifetime….falling into the sea,
Gross, it’s all gross…
sick of it, are you? I don’t know you but I want to rub
your pussy hole. It should be that simple. No fluid exchange,
just a brief squigee….