Like a Viking ship covered in foil, I gave you new skin |
I wanna wear hats. I wanna fry hands. Stop laughing you're making too much noise.
This walking down a straight line. What is it? And and then all of these stupid camps here. T...
Posted by Your buddy on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 10:21:00 PST |
more vials of poison! |
Oh jesus look at this theres grasshopper bits all mixed inside this malted shake! I know who put them in here, lord. That dancer... the bald girl with all the rouge on her face... the one who's m...
Posted by Your buddy on Sun, 10 Feb 2008 01:56:00 PST |
The Glucose. The Gym. The Gravel. Let the wheelchairs roll!!! |
This isn't an episode of Sabado Gigante, so you can throw away your neon belts and golden figurine sets. I have the image etched into a gypsum block. There was a nude Reginald VelJohnson, doing bizarr...
Posted by Your buddy on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 08:52:00 PST |
Sickness update: Outflashed by pink indians! |
There's no more ore left. That's how it's been since the railroad gang cult trapped me. I'm out of orgone crystals and snack packs. I have a small amount of blood left in the cherry and a tiny bi...
Posted by Your buddy on Wed, 28 Nov 2007 03:41:00 PST |
Brood XIII, thank you. Thank you. |
Im on a fucking vision quest so look out!
That italian chef is in fact a hologram.
Posted by Your buddy on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 01:04:00 PST |
the cause for gauze |
I agree with the businessmen who have found the smell of fresh finger holes beind drilled into a bowling ball to have certain... aphrodisiac qualities. I want to ride a rickshaw wi...
Posted by Your buddy on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 03:38:00 PST |
bang bang spay spray spay |
So hi. So the chinese band keeps on playing in front of the funeral home and the marine warning on the weather radio went off so needless to say im sleepless!
Just flew in on my flourescent helicopter...
Posted by Your buddy on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 12:12:00 PST |
whigsalsas. |
So apparently the ghost of "Pops" Staples has been seen eating nacho supremes in my basement.
Posted by Your buddy on Mon, 28 May 2007 03:04:00 PST |
mongolian hotrods |
A fiesta in night vision! We plan enjoying a midnight cactus shaving. We will toast the thorns in willow barks and feed them to the flies for laughs. Maybe we can even get the neon shaman to paint us....
Posted by Your buddy on Fri, 18 May 2007 11:30:00 PST |
Corn-rowed and soaked in digital squid ink |
I bounced checks to the devil bitch. I'll choke the cold duck dead. I'll leave you wrapped in fences like an obese mormon prince.
Here, I drew a map for you. Go ahead and unroll it princess.
It leads ...
Posted by Your buddy on Tue, 15 May 2007 11:03:00 PST |
