man, i says we ahlls' get da fuck outta heeya an' we go git some pussay

youre all fucking assholes and i hate you. Join my revolution.

why aren't the letters on a keyboard in alphabetical order?
What the hell is going on?
There not in the right places.
You all are crazy.
the g is here
the a here
z below
q above
l right
r left
t top

"only the good die young you guys, my dad told me that."

andrew winne - the king of rock and roll

you sons of bitches who gave me stiches, and pubic itches, from shaven glitches. Now i sit and stare and wish i was out there, in the aire. havent shat, i just sit and sat, talk, talking to grandma pat, who talks to much, shouldnt of asked for her crutch, even though she knows how to nurse when youre conditions the worse. so for today, ill sit and ( Read more... )

Merry mother Mary, Your son rises today. Lord jesus is here. Waves and waves and waves of speckle sparkle jazz sunlight moonlight rings of smoke lines of saliva piano keys luscious lover lips soft hair hushed words of horrid things less horrid now. Oh the glories of plunders rising and solemn you and me finally beyond pills and ills and marijuana ( Read more... )

ahh the smell of burnt flesh rings in my ears. lordy likes fire, flames of all kinds
fiery oil and fish smoke stains now my walls of charred cobwebs
poor friend fell to the floor in tightwired fear of smog and cough
no matter drugs and love lift up my gimped lefty

ill kill you all in thy name of my god. Thy right god of gods, lord jesus christ and his pops. My blade doth engrave thine sacred cross of christ. Flea market filigrees aren't for me. All the damn crackheads selling junk to taint their crusty swollen lips with more crack. A vicious cycle spawned at flea markets. Douse the fuckers in gasolene.

1995 film with johnny and iggy

he was senior citizen Mister-S