Animals Manimals
Pranks Thanks
Toys Boys
Music and Art
Clothes Hose and Ohs!
Shoes Do's Blues Boos Booze Bruise
Clues Coups Dews Do's Ewes Foos Fuse
Goos Groos Hues Loos News
Ooohs!
Screws Roos Snooze Throughs Twos
Who's Woos You's and Zoos!
Dancing Prancing Advancing Enhancing
Sex Specs Wrecks
and...shhh...the smell of band-aids-
in the morning, of course!
My Captors
Your parole officer.George Bush's cocaine dealer.
Someone who wears tight undies with pockets
- they are the window to the soul after all.
Someone who doesn't ask of me "what's wrong?"
when I'm quiet. I suppose I've dug my own hole.
I have a reputation of being "whacky, the life of the
party" and I feel obligated to entertain as that is what
is expected of me. I hate to disappoint.
You don't REALLY know me.
You just think you do.
If one plays good music, people don't listen and if one plays bad music people don't talk.
Schmovies
Schmelovision.(wait...i think i just invented something)
Excel and d-bases for schizophrenics.
Sometimes I Feel It When You're Down On Your Knees....