The crappest blog ever... |
If there's one thing that I can't stand, it's people offering me money, or taking money for themselves.
Don't get me wrong, I need a bit of lube like everyone else.
It's when people offer it t... Posted by Rob Baker on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 12:53:00 PST |
Bum Chutney |
Pleasant morning locked in a state that only lunatics can dream of, thinking that my children are somehow better or more deserving than other children. More important, for example, than the litt... Posted by Rob Baker on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 07:19:00 PST |
Seething |
Well I ain't never been so angry Knuckles. That's about all I got to say. Posted by Rob Baker on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 05:55:00 PST |
Blagspot Dot Cotton |
Pleasant breakfast of earwax and fish bones washed down with a tall glass of freshly squeezed bird shit. Obviously the weather hasn't been the best recently, but whatever the forecast my plans d... Posted by Rob Baker on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 05:35:00 PST |
In This Golden Age |
We Waz Ere, this Twenty Seventh day of July, Two Thousand years and Seven Anno Domini.
And from our tower, we titillate ourselves with the jovial violence of the local jack-about-towns, and set... Posted by Rob Baker on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 02:41:00 PST |
Fuck a duck! |
Pleasant breakfast of boulders and telegraph poles with me old mate god, or Gary Almighty as us lot up here all call him, washed down with a few gallons of squid ink. An army marches on its stom... Posted by Rob Baker on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 11:52:00 PST |
Oceania |
On a clear quiet night a long time ago, long before the written word, a lone figure, a human being, is standing in the shimmering moonlight of the waters edge.
She walks out and ... Posted by Rob Baker on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 09:20:00 PST |
Plastic |
Of course, as a general rule, all things being equal as it were, One tries not to associate with humans.
With their two spindly legs, grinning jabbering face holes full of teeth, nazi attitude... Posted by Rob Baker on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 02:16:00 PST |
Tiger, tiger... |
Tiger, tiger, burning bright, what a load of fucking shite.
Imagine you are a tiger.
Close your eyes for a moment, but continue to read this in your mind, and feel where your ferocious... Posted by Rob Baker on Sat, 20 Jan 2007 09:13:00 PST |
Microswarft Woid Knuckles |
Pleasant evening in at the lighthouse purging my filthy hide of blackheads and masturbating like a Singer sewing machine on turbo overwarp factor 11.
Four for hours.
Tugging away like a ... Posted by Rob Baker on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 04:08:00 PST |