Well I ain't feelin' happy
About the state of things in my life
But I'm workin' to make it better
With a six of Miller High Life
Just drinkin' and a-drivin'
A-makin' sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich
And I'm feelin' a-poorer every day
A-hey hey hey

Told you about this girl,
she won't listen to me
My eyes are her reliquary,
She drinks me so swarthily
Am I now occidental?
Or am I just mental?
`
I'm belligerent and klismaphiliac.

Stop haunting me, you turdblossom
You broke my guitar
I carry the scars
And the fugnuggetry
Blenorrhagical, All the way.

I'm belligerent and klismaphiliac.

I was driving down the road, to get my costume for halloween. There was a sign that said "Roffler School of Hair Design". I nearly fell over laughing, which was hard to do, because I was sitting down, strapped into a seat. "Roffler-Copter!" It was funny at the time ( Read more... )

The day Marvin Gaye and Phil Ochs got married
the trees all waved their giant arms,
and happiness rang from every street corner
and bi-planes bombed with fluffy pillows

The day Marvin Gaye and Phil Ochs got married
the trees all waved their giant arms,
and happiness rang from every street corner,
and biplanes bombed with fluffy pillows.

Today in english, ms. McDonald started yelling at students ( Read more... )

Apparently I'm not somebody, i'm just everybody.

Sweet tender kisses,
like chrysanthemums in may,
light up my drab life.

Ondine.
You won.
All she left behind was an unloaded gun.

The future comes the day a TV show is released only on iPod video, not in the conventianal TV. That day, there is no reason for TV.

I got an email today, entitled "RE:FW:PER:MA:NE:NTE:NLA:RGGinagail_gb" from "ENLARGPEEPEE@Ginagail_gb.bfdiinoomhve.pl"