The Talon on my face is to scratch my ass when I lick my balls.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Concrete wall spunk bell ringer
The best concrete walls are the ones with a groove running up the length. That way if you hump it, the spunk shoots up the chute. If it rings the bell, you win a prize.
Friday, July 22, 2005
WTF
purple cow
dancing sky
hurting bum
poop no fly
water bottle
in the tongue
trip the rift
milk unsung
blueberrie pie
tastes of you
oh what am I
suppossed to do
delayed reaction
wasted time
painful death
suicide
glass is empty
pool is gleaming
drop it and bend
commence the reaming
picked up girl
in pickup truck
quite excited
ready to turn
danced with wolves
ran at the front
looked at my girl
ate out the dump
danced the happy
won't be boring
still in the womb
won't peek outside
slowly I mature
floodgates open wide
polk speakers tweak
bass hits the chest
i leave the place now
in search of some rest
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Cowboy lesbian
An old cowboy went to a bar and ordered a drink. As he sat sipping his whiskey a young lady sat down next to him. She turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"
"Well," he replied, "I've spent my whole life on the ranch, herding horses, mending fences and branding cattle, so I guess I am."
"I'm a lesbian," she said. "I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning I think about women. When I shower I think about women. While I watch TV or even eat I think about women. Everything seems to make me think about women."
The two sat sipping in silence. A short time later a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"
"I always thought I was," he replied, "but I just found out I'm a lesbian."
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Random...
Playing with his Star Trek Operating Manual
Dancing in the clouds with his fish in the sea
purple sun sparkling from deep within me
tattered hoodie ornaments garnish gods plate
two peas, a cd and an instant rebate
god must be starving from the diet he's on
if he keeps it like this soon he'll be gone.
Thta snot a matter for an athiest like me
skys shatter memories and illuminate three
three is the sins
three for the lies
three is the number
of people to die
are you one of them
maybe so, maybe not
better watch your back
or you might get shot.
but rejoice in the streets
for I am here to stay
for those I hate
time to celebrate
your final, quite ending days.
and so it ends with a whale in the moon
dancing in the dust whith the elves and the sprites
not the kind you're thinking but the kind in a storm
cloud hearders thunders mages devils of xorn
