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Chet Smeltzer

I... I.. I sink I know you.....

About Me

Lantern Fish, French Mississippi, Amber Sap, Cauliflower Ears, Sassifrass, Sniffing the Breeze, A Town Called Asbestos. Telekinesis/Boxing With Ceiling Fans, Fridges And Frying Pans. Sports Journalists. Happenstance. Loving Thine Neighbour With All Mine Heart-ti-tart-ti-tart, The First Thing I Ever Built, Sleepwalk on Water. The Name is 'Churches', Now Watch Me Hit Home: OOOHHHH! Dart Sharpeners! A Fart In The Factory, A Fire In The Mine. I'll Tickle Y'all's Fancy Now Come Tickle Mine. WhoooooooweeeeeeeBOOOOOOM!!!!

My Interests

Cars.

I'd like to meet:

Jacques Cartier. Mitchell Mort Pettigrew. Kenneth Patchen. Orville Redenbacher. Jonathan Wërtmüller. Mel Gibson. Roger Hargreaves. The Man Who Planted Trees. The Archangel Gabriel. Jorby McCluchen.

Music:

Caterwauling Through The Nights Go The Cats And Stranglers, Catapults, Catacombs, Cataracts and Cankers. BELCH!!!! Hic!

Movies:

Ripped me gums on a dirty curb in Memphis. Cartful of dynamite, all through me nerve endin's.

Television:

Bip Bop Boogie-Woogie Gun Shots Fired Down The Banks Of The Amazon, MotherFuckers.

Books:

Burnt. All burn-ED. Pip pop poguely.

Heroes:

Pet Dog 'Hebites'. Don't pet. He bites.

My Blog

How's Your Yacht, You Poser?

I Love Sniffin' Me Bleedin' Keyboard,It Smehells Like A Fookin' Valley Filled With Glass, Silicone.Hey:Dreamt Of A Haitian Cajun Vagrant Last Night,And Woke Up Like From A Nightmare When, In French, I...
Posted by Chet Smeltzer on Mon, 08 May 2006 01:42:00 PST

More Pork!

Read This In An Italian Leftist Newspaper This Sunday, By Some Anonymous American Sun-Soaked Renegade (I know Him, But I Can't Reveal, Captain):"Haven't Heard A Fuggin' Peep From The People Off Bourbo...
Posted by Chet Smeltzer on Fri, 05 May 2006 01:17:00 PST

Canned Crapsicles

Guns Are A Pretty Good Idea. Monkeys All Over Here, Spilling Jizz Off Their Plates And Who's Gonna Be The One To Clean It All Up, Jesus Christ Of Nazarelia..Though, I Gotta Say, I Really Like The Outf...
Posted by Chet Smeltzer on Fri, 14 Apr 2006 01:36:00 PST

Parched For Punch

Jesus Christ, I was fighting on the streets all night last night, I swear to fucking God there were at least 30 wolverines with bats and chains and frothing rabies and fuck did I ever come down like t...
Posted by Chet Smeltzer on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 09:43:00 PST

You Stay Classy!

HAHAHAHAHOOOOOO!!!!On vacation in South Patagonia, running up and down the gilded boardwalks in the sunset, diving into ocean-seas, bathed in golden light.BRROOOAARRRRCH!Goddam, my tits itch.Tropical ...
Posted by Chet Smeltzer on Wed, 05 Apr 2006 12:48:00 PST

Masters Of Face-Washing, Smoke And Cockney-Talk

Carte-Blanche For Chimney Sweeps Around Here.Too Many Minstrels Getting Stuck In The Pipes, We're Waking Up And The House Stinks Like Blackened, Burnt Singer-Songwriters.Hear It Tastes Like Chicken.Ca...
Posted by Chet Smeltzer on Thu, 30 Mar 2006 11:03:00 PST

Dollops More!! Dollops More! Please, Please, Now And On Forevermore

Canned curries, crap-waxers, and coalsacks, piss-mixers and blenders, and boozes, all FREE!!YES, Ladies and Mendelssons, the era has besieged us! Let your bowels down and come experience life as it wa...
Posted by Chet Smeltzer on Thu, 30 Mar 2006 10:44:00 PST