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SLAP A BATCH

Put Your Hand Inside The Puppet Head

About Me

What can I say about me that hasn't already been written about in the countless dusty volumes of old leather bound reference materials located in the musty vaults of the public library at 123 Main St. Anytown, USA? My hero is Christopher Reeves because he invented the wheelchair, also I enjoy karaoke. That about covers it. Oh! I almost forgot: I refer to boobs as "ta-ta's".

My Interests

Using a set of "quotation marks" a bare minimum of once every sentence, beards, Abraham Lincoln, rocking, "ta-ta's," drinking and rocking.

I'd like to meet:

People that I can exploit to make a fast buck in this God-forsaken marble we call "Earth."

Music:

PFFFFFTTTT! Bacharach, Zeppelin, Pumpkins, Rush, Yes, Beatles, Stones, Steely Dan, Gn'R, ELO, Beach Boys, AC/DC, Moriccone, Tom Petty, Strokes, Joe Pass, Kenny Burrell, Portishead, Wes Montgomery, Floyd, Radiohead, Dylan, Hendrix, Bungle, Faith No More, Alman Bros, Cream, Clapton, Mile Davis, Buddy Guy, Albert King, Steve Howe, Weezer, Beck, The Who, Kula shaker, Jeevas, there are more...

Movies:

Anything Mamet, most Kubrick, most Lynch, all PTA, most Gilliam, most LaButte, lots of Scorsese, Hitchcock, Billy Madison, Happy Gilmore, all the classics, Nichols, etc...

Television:

Quantum Leap, Full House, Saved By the Bell, Curb You Enthusiasm, Seinfeld, Dr. 90210 and regular 90210, Hardy Boys?...

Books:

I don't understand this one. What's a "book"?

Heroes:

Christopher Reeves for inventing the Wheelchair. And Dr. Arthur F. Dewey for inventing the "Dewy Decimal System."

My Blog

Ode to Puberty (Got my Beard!)

Like a brillo pad that came in the night, A shooting star on my face did alight, The bristling wonder of thick, curly fur That upon my upper lip did occur. Suddenly scratchy and irresitibley coarse, A...
Posted by SLAP A BATCH on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 03:39:00 PST

A little poem I wrote about being gay and rock and roll.

I want to touch your bristley face, I want to feel your manly embrace, I wanna tell you while I'm wearin' lace How much I love you. Ooooooo child, how much I love you. Your grizzled lawn of chest hair...
Posted by SLAP A BATCH on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 03:08:00 PST