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BoPo

The truly wise make little of their own wisdom for the more they know, the more they realize how lit

About Me

Licensed Minister of the Universal Life Church of Modesto, CA.
Self Made Bar Tender
Half Ass DJ
I can perform your wedding, get you drunk and make you shake your ass to the Hokey Pokey and ABBA.
All for the low, low price of 49.95.
It's all in a days work.

My Interests

Writing, Music, Painting
You Are 94% Evil
You're the most evil person you know.
The devil is even a little scared of you! How Evil Are You?

I'd like to meet:

People I would like to get together for drinks:
The Dhali Llama.
Willie Nelson
Jenna Jameson
Johnny Depp
Ice Cube
Jim Morrison
William Wallace
Jacques De Molay
Elvis Presley
Nicolai Tesla

Music:

Punk, Rockabilly, Classic Rock, Alternative, Metal, Classic Country, Bluegrass, Blues, Southern Rock. ROCK N' ROLL and anything having to do with it.

Movies:

Anything produced by, starring or involved in anyway with: Adam Sandler, Will Farrell, Chris Farley, The Farrelly brothers, Christopher Guest, Pauly Shore, Monty Python, Steven Segall, Jean Claude Van Damme, Bob Hope and Bing Crosby, Mel Brooks.My Favorite movies are: Tombstone, Longriders, Tommy Boy, Son In Law, Billy Madison, Happy Gilmore. Any 'Road to' Movie. China Town, Blazing Saddles, Princess Bride, This is Spinal Tap, Pooty Tang, Lost Boys

Television:

LOST, HEROES, The Learning Channel, Discovery Channel, Travel Channel and Food TV.

Books:

Any Tom Robbins, Kurt Vonnegut, Bukowski, Kerouac, Ginsberg.
Dracula, Don Quixote, Canterbury Tales, A Portrait of the Artist As a Young Man

Heroes:

Iron Man, Bat Man, Superman, Spider-Man, Captain America, Green Lantern, Brown Hornet.

My Blog

What Naughty Girls Do

I feel like a dirty dirty manwhen I see a pair of tight fitting jeans.I love the smell of smoke and perfumeand the way she moves by any means.This is what naughty girls doThis is what naughty girls do...
Posted by BoPo on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 12:27:00 PST

Teacher

This Man, This Master of lifeFaster is no oneSo realHe shattered the rose colored stained glass we were all looking through.He told us to enjoy the rain on our facesTo feel the wind in our hair and To...
Posted by BoPo on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 12:26:00 PST

These Words

I will not make millions with these words.I will never buy a sports car with my poems.These phrases and sentences will never buy me a meal.So, why do I write these words? Why do I let these feeling fl...
Posted by BoPo on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 12:24:00 PST

My Sweet Lady

My sweet lady and a bottle of whiskeyis all I'm ever gonna needWhen the warmth of my woman traps my soulLord, I don't ever wanna be freedI don't know when I've been so highand brother I don't ever wan...
Posted by BoPo on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 12:24:00 PST

Dark Love

My soul burns, I ache in my bones for love.Unrequited, platonic love is my curse.I long for a touch, for a brushing of lips.My spirit cries out for some knowing glance,for the slightest hint of common...
Posted by BoPo on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 12:22:00 PST

Cycle of Friendship

The liquid heart hardens and crackscausing little quakes and undulationswithin the soul of the accused.Communication ceasedno more family, no more friendsno more responsibilityAlone in the world he cr...
Posted by BoPo on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 12:21:00 PST

Writing

As I bleed words onto paper I think of those that did the same before I was even a twinkle. The founding fathers and even more the founding mothers. The souls that taught me to spill the thou...
Posted by BoPo on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 12:16:00 PST

The Smell of Sadness

Sparkling streaks of silver from the puffy mines of your eyes. Sadness overwhelms the air. The scent of melancholy permeates my nose and I smell it all day, like burnt sugar. Sadness holds...
Posted by BoPo on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 12:11:00 PST

Venice Beach

Bang and strum, you mighty men. Roll and ride, you queens of sand and asphalt. Mingle, quake, scare and entertain. Move among me, move around me. Bring me the drink of humanity, For you are the...
Posted by BoPo on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 12:08:00 PST

Ode to the Santa Monica mountains

Like mammoth and distant kings, they watch over our every move. The wind blows thier cloudy locks and carresses their wooded feet. Their shadows surround us and kiss our fringes. Silent th...
Posted by BoPo on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 12:05:00 PST