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And the sad thing is, no one cared about the Holocaust till Schindler's List came out. The seven jews that run the federal reserve probably pressured America into the war so their necks would be safe.... Posted by on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 07:58:00 GMT |
GET THE CROOKS! |
"Jim, the moon's looking mighty heavy tonight. I figure if we get over to the Matthew's place, and park in those low bushes-- the ones that run up along the sides of the drive, you know?-- then ... Posted by on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 16:55:00 GMT |
GEDET SEDELMOTE |
Mark Deutsch's Matrix von die Hinterland Initial Response This story had a unique kind of colloquialism about it, with all the words that ended with "---'d". Some of them were entirely superfluous, h... Posted by on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 21:48:00 GMT |
NGIGER |
Sorry, this one's empty. Just liked the word. Posted by on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 15:11:00 GMT |
The sycamore trees wilted gently under the sunlight, nodding... |
The sycamore trees wilted gently under the sunlight, nodding gently toward the wooded clearing where beach men danced with disco babes in an unending fight to remember this night. Posted by on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 13:28:00 GMT |
SNEAO (ZWAET) |
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Well goddamn, instead of doing my homework I made a song with my brother. UNSAFE! Albert went to bed last night with doors and windows locked up tight. He pulled the co... Posted by on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 10:23:00 GMT |
AMIDST THE SOILY SHORES |
Weeds, grating, soil, wind, trees, grass, fence, brick, wood, candles, metal. Body-baskets, corpse-cradles, yeah Jimmy... that's the place that somufus wind up. Kinda odd, to lay there on ... Posted by on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 17:05:00 GMT |
JIT! AYE! FIE! DAMP! |
DON'T READ THIS UNLESS YOU'VE READ EVERYTHING ELSE. DON'T READ THIS UNLESS YOU'VE READ EVERYTHING ELSE. THERE IS A VARMINT LOOSE WHO HAS ATE TWO CHICKENS FROM MY YARD AND I WANT HIM DEAD. Finally, fi... Posted by on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 09:53:00 GMT |
my eyes are burnt out. I want to comb my hair with your smile.... finger me!!! |
That's what she said to me as she laid there like a dummy. Her flannel shirt poking through with newspaper; I really wanted to tear open those pants and see what kind of hole was in there. ... Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 21:46:00 GMT |
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"Wish I had more STINGOS!" Pete was laughing at my shirt. His burly hands rubbed me up and down, and his pretzel breath came out in quiet hums. "Bronny, you've got some funny tastes.... Posted by on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 20:59:00 GMT |