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lee james

About Me

Writing Bizarro Fiction...Alcohol ...Making Horribly Offensive Music ...Printing Fabulous Shirts ...Lowbrow/Outsider/Street Art
Hardcore...David Lynch...Underground Hip Hop...Nexium
Juxtapoz...Drum n Bass...Tattoos ...Piercing...Columbo

My Interests

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My Blog

The Drink Fuelled Swagger Of The Judas Cow

After mother nature and the universe bestowed unto me the power of Greyskull and a throat full of locusts every time I urinated in public and toothless fellatio every time I blasphemed, the earth chil...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Oct 2008 07:23:00 GMT

The Chemistry Of Degradation And Lunacy

And so it was with bleery-eyed belligerent indifference that I delved into the violent depths of the human mind in a quest for self-anguish and despicable personal torment on colossal levels of brutal...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 21:33:00 GMT

The Carnivorous Acts Of The Dandelion Girl

She use to wake up, position a large jar around her drowsy anus, violently flatulate into it, place the jar over her nose and mouth and inhale deeply until she was wearing a mask of morning puke and s...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 06:41:00 GMT

Jack Scratch - He Hides In Your Toilet Bowl

I ate out her hepatitis like I was dunking for rotting apples in a pool of cat shit, all boisterous and belligerent acting the big man in front of the mangled corpse of Kenny Everett. The scene was no...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 06:40:00 GMT

Deaths Salty Tears On The Bosom Of My Indignity

Back when incest was as common as electro-convulsive-masturbation, the worldwas rife with unbridled drug fuelled decadence and fickle sexual orientation, eyes bleed black soup in blurry reminiscence.N...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 05:38:00 GMT

Vomit-Sores, Razor-Lips And The Lonely Priapism

It wasn't that jesus was opposed to being urinated upon, it's just his teeth had weaved themselves together and speaking was as easy as parapalegic tap-dancing.So it was, that yellow streams of blatte...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 05:38:00 GMT

A Chorus Of A Thousand Abortions Doing The Can-Can

With an impression of glitch-static apathy scrawled across my face like the end of a bukkake party, I slowly slipped into my best Elvis impersonation while slipping on a banana peel before slipping in...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 05:37:00 GMT

The Bestially Acts Of Un-lubricated Procrastination

As the greedy hangover cloaks his groggy arms around me and smothers me in his stale cape of lethargy, I dream of cycling seat -less in a defiant act sexual liberation. Instead, I paint the walls with...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 08:16:00 GMT

As The Gravy-Lice Scuttle From Your Lips

Jesus glared down disparagingly from the crucifix, all bleedy and forlorn, as I dined al fresco on the aborted child's head, all gore-happy and satisfied.With viscera teeth of lust I tongued the chose...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 08:16:00 GMT

Knee Deep In The Guts Of A Million Creationists

It was with transcendental beauty and disposable sex that I vomited the personification of horrendousness all down my top. The dry cleaners won't like this, I thought. Well they wouldn't if I hadn't a...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 08:15:00 GMT