The time has come... |
My last day as a potentially free man. Lets hope for the best....
In the face of fire I seek redemption through what agonies I have suffered and the mold they cast in me. For all th... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 03:43:00 PST |
Kosher Dills.... |
You cannot even begin to imagine how many pickles I eat every day. Seriously. Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 09:16:00 PST |
Origin (written in 2003, with additions from 2006) |
I am from the land of Kupas
Where mushrooms have teeth
And turtles dye their shells
Where taming of the yoshi
Grants fire and wings to ignite a thermal future
I am from singed hair and roasted fingers... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 11:21:00 PST |
HOLY DIVER! |
Holy DiverYou've been down too long in the midnight seaOh what's becoming of meRide the tigerYou can see his stripes but you know he's cleanOh don't you see what I meanGotta get awayHoly DiverShiny di... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 11:09:00 PST |
The cost of a Game Over (written february 2003) |
Life-loss is the cost of the love-dubbed credit card, overcharging the time-margin Except the interest is the years that near the abyss of a stomach never satisfied, always craving a higher conc... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 11:07:00 PST |
I'm not obsessed. |
Okay.... I'm not obsessed with Disturbed.....It just so happened to be coincedence that I had two videos and a song by them on my profile at once. I swear. Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 11:20:00 PST |
Cigars. |
the GAME, Honey-dipped boxed:25
fresh, slow burning, sweet taste makes tobacco all the more smoothe.
Cuesta Ray Cabenet #8-9-8. boxed:10
These thick cigars are pack... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Fri, 06 Oct 2006 09:54:00 PST |
Not da Bat..... |
Aww man, not da Bat.
They say he can't be killed!
Shut up.
Big with wings, maybe you shouldn'ta turned the gun on that kid--
Shut up. There is no Bat.
I'm just sayin man that--
Look, you want yo... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 10:13:00 PST |
When the clock strikes three |
When the clock strikes three, the mighty calling of night owls, bewitching spells, and the macabre rings out silent, yet potent. It is asking each of us where we are and what we are immersed in ... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 11:14:00 PST |
Thoughts at random |
I'm still surprised I know what writing is. I can dwell deep within my walled cell until time tells me my time is forgotten, and still I feel no release from the insubstantial mold I cast each d... Posted by Who ate your Gingerbread man? on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 02:52:00 PST |