In Praise of Dogs | 
               In Praise of Dogs    without friends and a decent social network     we'd be less than fire hydrants    scattered by road sides waiting for dogs.............    to keep us up on the lat... Posted by  on Wed, 17 Jun 2009 06:47:00 GMT | 
Dr. Koop says.........play ball | 
                    DR. KOOP says..............play ball    Why is panic in our city, running through the streets?  It is fear, contagious, like fire melting summer heat. With a death toll mounting, a... Posted by  on Tue, 09 Jun 2009 13:17:00 GMT | 
ZIPPO  LUCKY | 
                ZIPPO   LUCKY    Zippo Lucky lives in, in between and on the other side of, "where the fuck am I?". He's the closest thing I've ever seen, that comes remotely close, to a guy walking o... Posted by  on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 12:49:00 GMT | 
The Meaning of Life | 
            The Meaning of Life        I'm the guy next door        I'm the guy who mows the lawn        I fertilize the grass, I water it        I encourage the grass and discourage the weeds        ... Posted by  on Wed, 27 May 2009 06:24:00 GMT | 
To: An Ed It Or THE | 
                                    Madonna  Lays  Jesus     I was lying on the hood of my heap, in a Manhattan Beach parking lot. The one that looks out over the pier and on a hot day smells like mel... Posted by  on Thu, 21 May 2009 07:57:00 GMT | 
The Village Voice | 
                     The Village Voice    I'm more sensitive to sound than Pavlov's deaf mute dog and when it comes to music, even more so. So I must say Lawrence, hearing your name may make me shudde... Posted by  on Thu, 14 May 2009 05:45:00 GMT | 
It the Dog and a Renaissance Husband | 
         It the Dog and a Renaissance Husband    Happy Mother's Day and go to Hell. That's right you heard me correctly.....go to Hell, I'm going surfing. We don't have any kids, that thing on the flo... Posted by  on Thu, 07 May 2009 13:01:00 GMT | 
FAT  HER   or   FATHER | 
              FATHER  or  FAT  HER    Too bad....fat her. She eats pizza by the pie like 18 year old jocks eat it by the slice. Have you ever seen her sack a Big Mac? Well I have, its borderline disgu... Posted by  on Sat, 25 Apr 2009 11:15:00 GMT | 
ZEN and the ART of BULL RIDING | 
            Zen and the Art of Bull Riding    I never knew my real grandfather. What was left of his soul after the Great Depression was shipped overseas on a sea sickened cruise, then surgically eate... Posted by  on Tue, 21 Apr 2009 08:04:00 GMT | 
WHERE DOES HE LIVE | 
                WHERE DOES HE LIVE    By the way Rodge old boy.....where does the chap live, what does he look like, and can he come out to play? Hey man, God I mean. You know the guy whose name is do... Posted by  on Sat, 18 Apr 2009 07:49:00 GMT |