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Add to My Profile | More Videosgotta bottle a wine an three beers in muh bag. womans goin down to the shipwreck. gotta head ache and two cures. i finished it all but for the ice thats left-i threw that out on the overpass. came down too fast-had to go back. brother got caught in the pantry with the crisco-i wanna go out an play-but its the godamned rain-in two weeks ill have money again.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

some one like me-thats just a waitin aroun to die .. drunk drivin men. mugila gorilla. obssesive compulsive adult hyperactive attention defficite people. whoever has an extra smoke on em. or maybe if you dont smoke youll start smoking so i can bum one from you. a cask of burbon. sumo wrestlers-id like to anything with those guys. people who wash dishes. people who drool. and things that catch on fire easily. anyone whose ever flicked a cigarette in their eye on accident-or on purpose. david carradine. count chokula-my unborn child. a zombie thatll stand still long enough to lemme blow its head off-or at least poke it a couple times. somebody with size 13 1/2 feet-so i can borrow/steal your shoes. a hunnerd dollar bill. someone who admits to their kankles. and people that think im jewish.O--and

My Blog

QUAI DES BRUMES

they dug the grave behind the old barn-an put a smile on his face. an later on he dropped his whiskey in a field an started to dream. then he sang the birthday song--an danced with the open casket. so...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 22:16:00 GMT

A TYPE OF MOONSHINERS BLUES

i saw the most beautiful girl-as she stepped from the shadows through the light near the window where i waited-an have been for days it seems. callin out fer that easy rider to take me home- er far en...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 22:09:00 GMT

son of abraham

HE WENT OUT TO THAT ISLAND AN KINDA FELL OF THE WAGON-WALKED AROUN IN HIS BROKEN BOOTS-WITH THE NAILS HOLDIN DOWN HIS PROMISE--HE DRANK BURBON AN RED WINE TIL HE FELL INTO A COMA-THEN HE BLED FOR 8 HO...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 22:07:00 GMT

old country

i feel so old lyin next to where the wheat grew high-an if i remember well-her house burned down sometime in the 30s-along the same time i held her sisters hand an walked as far from the future as i c...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 21:57:00 GMT

tin pin alley

someday ill have to return back to where i learned to be alone- from there i can try- with forthcomin an innocence to be the honest one- the sauvereign of chain link fence an black dog billiards- of r...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 21:52:00 GMT