come to pep pep. |
shit sacks and heart attacks, ipecacs and fanny packs, wine racks and knick knacks, man it's good to be old. bond gold. Ovaltine and Soilent Green, pill bottles and odd waddles, poopy pants, and cant...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Jul 2009 22:49:00 GMT |
skittle squeezers. |
weeble woahbbles. stacy gobles, and a long list of misappropriated funds..cow dung and the one who speaks of peter chung. rugrats and straw hats sitting near the brick wall with pissed pants, elephant...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 18:20:00 GMT |
heaven knows you're miserable now. |
the shoes no longer protect your feet.the paint no longer guides the street.there's no one home and you're alone.there's no one home but you.taking off your left shoe.the shadows cower from you.
Posted by on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 01:06:00 GMT |
the pitter patter |
why are my dreams the only thing keeping me in line anymore?disease or choice? does courage really come in a bottle?post haste, this keyboard doesnt register periods, just commas,
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 13:34:00 GMT |
the fangcor and the doria were at war with the fartolls, who havent been mentioned yet |
the butthole surfers featuring gibby haynes.
geniuses...sort of.
butthole surfers interview in bed part two. the riveting conclusion.
Posted by on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 23:53:00 GMT |
serendipity. |
yes, i still frequently get these primal urges to pee outside.im not sure what it is..but my god is it invigorating.
now here's something strange i stumbled upon..and itstarted ou...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 13:49:00 GMT |
"la tristesse durera toujours" |
van gogh's depression deepened, and on july 27, 1890, at the age of 37, he walked into the fields and shot himself in the chest with a revolver. without realizing that he was fat...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 01:55:00 GMT |
finally we are no one. |
he grabbed my thumb and led me away from the accident. there was no point in watching any more, still i was reluctant to move. "we have to go find the others" he said . he never looked straight at me...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 01:47:00 GMT |
conundrum. |
i wonder how many people are driven into worshipping satan because their
prayers from god go unanswered. although neither one is real its not hard to
understand why it happens...child...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 01:16:00 GMT |
more incongruent and decadent proverbs of the ridiculously impalpable. |
hmm.. im reluctant to come to this table so i'm gonna be brief...buuuuut..in my experiences....being reaaally drunk and reaaaally stoned simultaneously while sitting in a basement with no lights ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Jan 2007 16:34:00 GMT |
