A fish called Ghandi. And a loner named Tyrell. My name is such of shadows but only holding bars of yellow stripped chocolate bumble bees, humming in trees, sitting there oh, so comfortably, etc. see ( Read more... )

benny, or one in three or three's company aplenty, damn, quite hit past twenty and now stunty. Or stenty, half empty.

argh, i stop writing

the funny thing about these is that they cannot be disproven as a lie and yet people say they are far fetched, lol ( Read more... )

moving along, two tongs, prongs, larry singing along shong nong ning

such gibberish and hell to bring. Shan't I elab more for what's in store?

I feel as one, what a bore...

I = learner, speckeled = glasses + view. Placid + pretty = psychotic.
too much talking = guise or rookie. Noise = Energy Emission. ...

MOre to come

I can begin by the anxiety striking thus time clock continious struggle amok, I can begin where jesus walks, or talks or preaches through the devine voice of a cherry faced sweaty jackass or chollos looking to beat the fuck out of me and him if we hadn't listened to their such devine sensitivity to those only children of god,,,,damn ( Read more... )

I am the terror that flaps in the night. I am the winged scourge that pecks
at your nightmares. I am... Darkwing Duck

or is it a sphereical battle we live in like this marvel of a marble? I mean, this sphereical disproportianed marriage consent must be annulled at some anual point at least less or leave things said or done or wacked out into a wacky sensational wave of wacky weirdos and whinos looking like a bino-not svengali allthough the straight jacket trick ( Read more... )

Catch me if you can, I'm not the gingerbread man and I sure as hell don't have a ginger beard spiraling off my face every which way-only the top of my head has such characteristics and only people throwing lemons at tomatoes post haste have my full support ( Read more... )

and bitches wear laced gowns ( Read more... )