Drebb says:
im still trying to become a hobo
Drebb says:
it's harder than it looks
Drebb says:
you have to get down the crazy hobo talk
Drebb says:
you have to buy all the expensive hobo clothes.
Drebb says:
you have to get the hobo hairstyle and scraggy beard just right

Drebb says:
I want to know how many dentists don't fucking floss.
Drebb says:
That's something I would ask God.

I wanna live on Asparagus Island.

Where nothing wrong happens. Everyone just eats asparagus that grows already steamed, and we dip it in the rivers of perfect hollandaise sauce.

That's almost like heaven. It's a layer of heaven.

***

And if you don't like this idea, fuck your pony cock. That's right. I said it.

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Ummmmmmmmmm.

I went to the Toronto poetry slam tonight, tagging along with superjill. It was not... uplifting, per se, but I'm certain it was a positive thing none-the-less. Getting out and subjecting myself to what I'm not used to helps break me out of my routines to which I am so addicted ( Read more... )

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*: dude. you act as though you'll be living out of a backpack ( Read more... )

I just watched Children of Men in the theatres, with my dad. It was an open caption show, and my dad talks a lot during movies. I suppose those problems cancel each other out for our deaf patrons, but I was simply doubly-annoyed ( Read more... )

I wanted to write this post completely in jargon. However, I'm too lazy for good jargon, so I'm going to ask everyone reading this to imagine some jargon here. Come on, close your eyes, go to your happy place, and pretend that this is a whole page of completely nonsensical shit ( Read more... )