a squid eating doe in a poly- ethalene bag is fast and bulbous. Got me?
its despairing to discover that you have run out of ammunition and that, whats more, your arsenal was already understocked with weaponry to begin with.
what more do i have to write about?
am i this unimaginative?
is my life this uneventful?
The answer is, of course, YES YOU FUCKWIT!! GIVE UP NOW!!!!
i shouldnt be so hard on my self.
i am interesting. bud luck. Ya boo sucks to me.
Lets see. MMMM. (Ponders, strokes beard)
Rollins: What a fuck- knuckle. intense though.
Kids are hot (J law, March 2005)... Aren't they?
if only there were a font to indicate irony, then i could go on to say with out fear of reprisal:
As are the elderly... and dogs. Dogs are definetly hot. CATS!!.... Chickens....
My parents just got two new chickens. they called them kath and kim. Sweet huh? , a little bit quirky.
once had a couple of cats called lenny and bruce and i knew an art dealer who called his two cats lucien freud. Get it? Luci-en-freud. he deals lucien freud. he wears kilts.
I have a kilt. In fact i have 2. wear 'em 'round the farm.
listening to:
guided by voices. always. That guy from the strokes chucks mixed tapes of gbv into the audience at his gigs, or used to. He loves them and thinks people should get to know them. they broke up a couple of years ago but they are a truely great band. Bob pollard is the singer and principle song writer. Hes in his late forties now but when gbv were around he was incredibly prolific, releasing two albums a year. when they played in australia last, everyone was expecting him to be this deep, artistic type guy but he just got drunk and chased girls around the town hall hotel in newtown. this was, of course, much to the chagrin of the sexless inner west indy elite and much to the delight of my friends. the sly old dog. but of course he would be like that. you cant expect some one that prolific to be precious.
captain beefheart:
" A squid- eating doe in a poly- ethalene bag is fast and bulbous. Got me?"
check out the album "trout mask replica". it will either alter your perception of reality (in a good way) or you will not respond to it at all and probably ditch the cd or ipod or whatever into the nearest bin in disgust. it is "difficult".
other wise " Clear spot" and " the spotlight kid" are more accesible.
oh and listen to Zappa.
or dont.
up to you.
the complete prose of woody allen? Any thoughts?
ok.
i think i proved my self right. ill come back when i have something interesting to say.
fuck im such a fuck.
shit.
what more do i have to write about?
am i this unimaginative?
is my life this uneventful?
The answer is, of course, YES YOU FUCKWIT!! GIVE UP NOW!!!!
i shouldnt be so hard on my self.
i am interesting. bud luck. Ya boo sucks to me.
Lets see. MMMM. (Ponders, strokes beard)
Rollins: What a fuck- knuckle. intense though.
Kids are hot (J law, March 2005)... Aren't they?
if only there were a font to indicate irony, then i could go on to say with out fear of reprisal:
As are the elderly... and dogs. Dogs are definetly hot. CATS!!.... Chickens....
My parents just got two new chickens. they called them kath and kim. Sweet huh? , a little bit quirky.
once had a couple of cats called lenny and bruce and i knew an art dealer who called his two cats lucien freud. Get it? Luci-en-freud. he deals lucien freud. he wears kilts.
I have a kilt. In fact i have 2. wear 'em 'round the farm.
listening to:
guided by voices. always. That guy from the strokes chucks mixed tapes of gbv into the audience at his gigs, or used to. He loves them and thinks people should get to know them. they broke up a couple of years ago but they are a truely great band. Bob pollard is the singer and principle song writer. Hes in his late forties now but when gbv were around he was incredibly prolific, releasing two albums a year. when they played in australia last, everyone was expecting him to be this deep, artistic type guy but he just got drunk and chased girls around the town hall hotel in newtown. this was, of course, much to the chagrin of the sexless inner west indy elite and much to the delight of my friends. the sly old dog. but of course he would be like that. you cant expect some one that prolific to be precious.
captain beefheart:
" A squid- eating doe in a poly- ethalene bag is fast and bulbous. Got me?"
check out the album "trout mask replica". it will either alter your perception of reality (in a good way) or you will not respond to it at all and probably ditch the cd or ipod or whatever into the nearest bin in disgust. it is "difficult".
other wise " Clear spot" and " the spotlight kid" are more accesible.
oh and listen to Zappa.
or dont.
up to you.
the complete prose of woody allen? Any thoughts?
ok.
i think i proved my self right. ill come back when i have something interesting to say.
fuck im such a fuck.
shit.
posted by nerdcrucible(retard) at
11:32 PM
2 Comments:
sorry- i meant j-la (not short for jay la- gaya) and really i dont know what your on about when you say gold class. can you clarify gold class for me please locket?
its ok locket
your not an idiot,
i kinda knew what you meant.
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