Monday, March 28, 2005
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Friday, March 25, 2005
I am going to hell (in a handbasket)(unless I repent)
Here are a couple of limericks:
A bulimic girl (Terry Schiavo)
Was eating by means of the IV-o
Congress got hot
And said "She eats a lot!"
And now she's no longer alive-o
The idiot grin on poor Terry
Is not from sipping on sherry
They used too much lube
When installing the tube
And instead of binge/purge, she's Merry!
A bulimic girl (Terry Schiavo)
Was eating by means of the IV-o
Congress got hot
And said "She eats a lot!"
And now she's no longer alive-o
The idiot grin on poor Terry
Is not from sipping on sherry
They used too much lube
When installing the tube
And instead of binge/purge, she's Merry!
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
the tail of the Big Chicken
Down in Mexico...down in Mexico way...there's a playa (dry lake bed) that's not so dry. Red mud and seabirds rub shoulders, and the mud's dried into hexagons. Closer to the water it's as slick as potter's slip. You can skate and the mud dries instantly on your feet, squishing and receiving your trail in its lens, the aqueous humour of a giant eye.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
The Power of Profanity
I LOVE profanity. I like people who use it, I like the dirty fucking words themselves. As far as I'm concerned, all fucking people must always make god-damned blanket fucking statements.
The Real Point
-is that America is the only place where Black People are from.
-Haters you can find anywhere.
-Haters you can find anywhere.
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