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Bobby Romance

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..I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me. I’m just an old style fool in an old style hat & coat. I’m a recalcitrant uncle, a foolish mulish donkey. I am a rock, I am an island and an ape man, an ape, ape man. I am a donut. .

My Interests

Oysters Roysters & Guinness

I'd like to meet:

Chien Andalou

Add to My Profile | More VideosWild haired poetry types, 8 breasted giantesses, saints, quaint old gents, physicists, laymen, suicide bombers, drunkards, stumblebums, tree surgeons, politicians, liquefactiists, torture victims, mythic beings, criminals, the dead, clergymen, accountants, circus freaks, WWIII black marketeers, chavs, doctors of death, Germnans, talking/smoking/boxing chimps,(especially those that can ride greyhounds,) royalty, bearded folk, latex nuns, veal people, rain dogs, etc.Jack Kerouac Explains On The Road

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Music:

Bavarian Acid Oompah. (And none of that Flemish shite.) Helium House/Shit songs that sound like they've been remixed by Pinky & Perky.
free player from mysplayer.comDjango Reinhardt & the Hot Club de France

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Television:

I'm a sucker for lifestyle viewing, including: How clean are your finances? How racist is your dog? How big is your food? How lupine is your child? And of course - Channel 4's property classic: A place in the Sun.

Books:

Books are for gays. But at a push, Jimmy Joyce, Freddy Nietzsche, Burty Camus, Mickey Houlebeck, Dave Mitchell, Tommy Pynchon, Sammy Beckett, TJ Van Homo Wrinklebaumer, Ethiopia J Albumen Chinogz, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Ernie Hemmingway, Billy Burroughs, Billy Blake, Dali, Rimabaud, Bukowski, Dylan Thomas, God. Cloud Atlas, How to Mayke a Man Go Out of His Senses for a Day, Anton LaVey, Chomski, Teeline Fast, About M.Hatteer, Herman Hesse, Miguel de Cervantes, Breton, Cocteau...

Heroes:


"Because everybody's tooth aches in the same way, everybody loves their mother, everybody loves or hates spinach. And those are the things that really count."
"I am unable to understand how a man of honour could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust."
"All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead."
"Do you like that?...I do."
"The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot."
"Sir, I'm proud to say I have committed every sin in the decagogue."
"Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy."
Einstein & I raise ein stein
"Most of the trouble in this world has been caused by folks who can't mind their own business, because they have no business of their own to mind, any more than a smallpox virus has."
"There was no difference between the behaviour of a god and the operations of pure chance."
"I was walking along the road with two friends. The sun set. I felt a tinge of melancholy. Suddenly the sky became a bloody red. I stopped, leaned against the railing, dead tired. And I looked at the flaming clouds that hung like blook and a sword over the blue-black fjord and city. My friends walked on. I stood there, trembling with fright. And I felt a loud, unending scream piercing nature."Profile Tracker ..

My Blog

Water

WaterTHEY left the house early, the girl and her two half sisters. You have probably visited a similar house yourself at some point, its single constant feature being the stench of cigarettes, Sunday...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 03:10:00 PST

The King is in the Counting House

KING IS THE MANWHOGIVESREIGNTOHISNEUROSESANDCOUNTSTHEMOUT1,2,3... ...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Sat, 31 May 2008 01:51:00 PST

Death of the Poet Lorca

It was not quite five in the afternoonWhen in the square, a boy withLong hair began to singQuite beautifullyAnd I recognised Lanton Por Ignacio Sanchez MejiasI was seventeen when My father, the mayor,...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Thu, 29 May 2008 01:34:00 PST

How Apollo Barbary Constantin III Became the Most Powerful Man in the Universe.

Money isn't pieces of silver or gold, or even the things for which they can be exchanged. It isn't a thing at all, it is an action. Money unused is nothing - nothing but potential for action. Money sh...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Thu, 08 May 2008 07:29:00 PST

Adventures Among the Veal People PIII

What would you count as a deformity?That woman there, who is the sameShape as glass laboratory apparatusNow yawning to show fat teeth?Where are all these people coming from?Who is farting aftershave?...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 02:09:00 PST

Cosiderations on Choosing a Fire Escape

I made out the corners of the bedroom. The wardrobe, cupboards, bedroom door, even the drawers are open as though the night is squeezing the room from outside. I made a mental list of each object in t...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 03:28:00 PST

The Scene of the Crime

I stand surveying the butchery - utter, orgiastic butchery. Playing the hard-boiled cop pastiche, asking: "Ok, now where’s the fucking truth?" Knowing quite well there’s none to be had...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 03:43:00 PST

Why I am no longer a Manchester Man

Do you remember, we went in Vine and they had turned off the air conditioning and our pints evaporated? Next door in the City there wasn’t room to swing your double bass. In a vain hope to a...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 03:09:00 PST

The sound of Falling from the Sky

Free and Easy were so called because of their flying style.  Loose, slow rolls and high loop-the-loops of seemingly infinite circumference.  Free and Easy could dive so low over the water th...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Mon, 11 Jun 2007 07:46:00 PST

The Codes of Spring

It has been many years since the rain made such small, cold spots on me as I smoke down the early morn, fill it with coffee from the piping pot and watch how the autumn rain slimes the paving slabs g...
Posted by Bobby Romance on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 08:42:00 PST