The march of time through the canyons of eternity, but especially the prisoners at the end of the chain gang and the songs they sing to fill the hours. Sirens that wake you up in the middle of the night and make you thankful for being alive that you forget about by morning. The pool of ideas and images in the maybe imaginary collective consciousness that I at times steal from, through a process I pretend is inspiration, and then call my own. Falling in love on Ocean liners, falling asleep under the shade of an oak tree, and falling off one story buildings when I am drunk and impatient for life. Showing my ass to the ordinary and slowly trying to turn my faults to my advantage, or with any luck, to the advantage of other likeminded sociopaths.
I'm searching for some hard nosed, handsome, patriotic retards and a handfull of gutsy, never say die, nearly dead seniors who are willing to butt heads on the world stage on Foxes new reality T.V. show (premiering next fall) Extreme American Gladiators, which pits retarded gladiators against geriatric contestants. Following in the tradition of feeding hapless Christians to the lions, Extreme American Gladitors explores, and even puts on trial, the core values of Western civilization as cross-eyed retards fire foam rockets at elderly Americans heroicly hobbling through obstacle courses with the fate of the free world hanging in the balance.
Rock Music
I like any movie that has a retard or a monkey in a lead role.
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Literature and Poetry.