The Superbowl |
In the future, romanticaly tinted chemical waster will spill upon a normal bowl of captain crunch. It will grow to enourmus size and begin to, ironically, eat people.The superbowl will be the death of...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 03:15:00 PST |
Movie Ideas |
Note to Self:- How I Want to die- Drunken Dad, Wii Sports- "I Also Hate Jesus"(maybe to reitereate later if i feel like typing.)((mainly for me, not for you))
Posted by Ian the Friend on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 11:11:00 PST |
I Was Against The Fence |
The Song in Which I was gooch grabbed over the fence. I cant find me, its to pixaly, but i was up against the fence.Get this video and more at MySpace.com...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 05:54:00 PST |
Okay |
her dress flowed up from the groundit followed as she walked around towncolors so brighther lighter alightand her dog that she got from the poundshe lived by herself in the woodas she thought any good...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 12:14:00 PST |
See My Picture |
go to this one to see it!http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?j1hdnxpnrv4
Posted by Ian the Friend on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 12:11:00 PST |
The Drunk and the Sleazy |
the vases are brokenthe flowers dried upthe water has drippedoff the tabletopa puddle of coldsteped in, i yellthe quiet i longed fordrowned in a wellfeeling the wall the reclusive switchlight hits my ...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 11:39:00 PST |
Away |
Away-laying in timelessness, bliss-playing a game with a kiss-toying around under cover-holding her close as a lover-wanting to hold on forever-knowing the sooner the better-being a child for a moment...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 11:27:00 PST |
Fabrications |
i watch a rock swim, i thinksalt water in my eyesbut rocks dont swim they sinkthe rock is waving byewe are going down, i fearwe are going downive hit my head hardthe world is turning purplegrope to gr...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Mon, 08 May 2006 06:27:00 PST |
Unexpected Brilliance |
my tounge could never be so boldto say the words my mind can holdand there they stay, in innocencecausing my indifferenceacross the plain and simple skyflashes bright a knowing lightshowing me all tha...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Thu, 04 May 2006 07:27:00 PST |
The Stander |
a seagull ate a dead fish, sonthe dead fish woke inside of himso the gull he took a gunand shot the fish inside of himwalkers walked next to the birdbut the tiny gun shot wasnt hearda walker became a ...
Posted by Ian the Friend on Thu, 04 May 2006 10:07:00 PST |
