sitting and watching the rest of the world freak out on the small shit. a healthy breakfast is soft shell crab and poki watching the ocean flow in on oahu. play for work. dressing really fucked up. not being affraid to die in the least. wishing i was in barcalona at least ten minut's a day. the same goes for australia becuase the people are the bloody fucking best mate!!! willing to be the idiot. live'n on good time's and good time's only. and remembering that the best part of fun is the F and the U......
people who poo in the top of the poty,anyone who is homless that still has a myspace,anybody that can sing all the words to send me an angel,people who say gnarly but still use the g in it,if your down with the golden girls im down with you,anyone who live's in the U.S. but is not from the U.S. so i can listen to them talk shit on american's and laugh my ass off because let's face it... american's are retarded!, and of course all the people down with little poeple of america....
is playing all over all the time you just have to open your ears
bolth young guns,buffalo 66,barfly,shawshank redemption,fubar,willy wonka and the chocolate factory,
t.v. eats your brains but that wont stop me from spending a perfectly good day getting wraped up in a block of we are the 80's.
notes of a dirty old man,locked in the arms of a crazy life,post office,what matters most is how well you walk through the fire,women,pulp,catcher in the rye,lord of the flys,on the road,the mastery of love.
shane "loco" justus,mom,and charles bukowski.