Rules |
'Rules,'
they say, 'were made to be broken.' Ah, but who are 'they' who say that? The
rulemakers don't say it. Officer Notyourhusband doesnt say it either, but he
has no wordhole in his face...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Apr 2009 08:32:00 GMT |
Shadows |
How far away is the fucking Moon? Scientists managed to work out the answer to this question long before the advent of space travel, but they had no idea that impure love is like a flame. When it is b...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Apr 2009 07:18:00 GMT |
Science |
Supermarkets don't do us many favours. They perpetrate the illusion that life is full of choice. Under their bright lights, shelves heave and groan with options and alternatives and comfortable lookin...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 03:31:00 GMT |
Hey, arseholes. |
Hey, arseholes. Hows it going? Me? Oh, Ive just come back from the fucking desert, thanks for fucking asking. Guess what happened to me in the fucking desert. No, I didnt get kicked out of my fucki...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Mar 2009 06:09:00 GMT |
Jack Russells |
I fucking hate Jack Russell terriers. I hate their small, principally white bodies and their hateful little eyes. I hate their work ethic and arrogantly puffed-out little chests. They think theyre so...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Jan 2009 05:40:00 GMT |
Old Man Spivey |
When I was a boy I would often sneak into Old Man Spiveys yard through a hole in his fence. His yard wasnt anything special, it was his miracle manure I wanted. Every third or fourth day I would sne...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 03:36:00 GMT |
Unicorns |
Unicorns are gay. Let their blood colour the night.
Posted by on Fri, 02 Jan 2009 08:22:00 GMT |
Another Time |
My life fades. The vision dims. The moon is weeping in a secret room. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos, ruined dreams, this wasted land. But most of all, I remember the movie ...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 04:30:00 GMT |
Fingers Dolan |
Most of us inhabit at least two worlds, the real world, where we are at the mercy of circumstance, and the world within, the unconscious, a safe place where we can escape. Fingers Dolan shifts between...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Dec 2008 02:33:00 GMT |
Blossom |
Blossom was a fuckin good show. I always laughed at it because Blossoms mother left her family to pursue her career. Her father was a session musician. Thats a fuckin shit career choice. Its a wond...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 06:20:00 GMT |
