I sent everyone postcards. By everyone, I mean, like, 8 people. I would never have enough stamps. Give me your address so I can molest you too
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I'll mix you in with my morning pudding, you steaming bovine secreationthreewinksFebruary 12 2006, 09:39:50 UTC
More lies:
I didn't get to call you back last night because the night never ended. After Barfly (yeah, the film that Bukowski wrote the screenplay for), we did a lot of lame nothing, smoked, and then made collages out of newspaper clippings until 2 am. And by that time I figured you had stopped anxiously waiting for my call.
And unfortunately, I still have to drink out of this stinking mug that reminds me of you and your filth. As a matter of fact, I'm enjoying some earl grey from it right this second.
McLusky lyrics:ieatsillygeeseFebruary 13 2006, 10:01:43 UTC
I've been saying "alcohol matters when you can't be free" a lot more than I've been saying "relatives matter when your legs don't work".
Sexual issues: my friend Ronan came back from Denmark with scabies, he's coming back again on the 25th and then leaving college and Dublin for good. Or something.
There's these really cool postcards at the IFI, they're stills from classic films with quotes at the back. That place rules my world. I saw 'A Cock and Bull Story' and now I'm compelled (by the power of Christ, of course) to buy The Life and Opinions of Tristam Shandy.
Because you mentioned whoring and corporations, I'll conclude this comment by mentioning that I got turned down by Xtravision (Blockbusters in gaelic) for a job.
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There's something funny about YOU. I hope it was my mug that you broke. So there. I like it.
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I didn't get to call you back last night because the night never ended. After Barfly (yeah, the film that Bukowski wrote the screenplay for), we did a lot of lame nothing, smoked, and then made collages out of newspaper clippings until 2 am. And by that time I figured you had stopped anxiously waiting for my call.
And unfortunately, I still have to drink out of this stinking mug that reminds me of you and your filth. As a matter of fact, I'm enjoying some earl grey from it right this second.
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Sexual issues: my friend Ronan came back from Denmark with scabies, he's coming back again on the 25th and then leaving college and Dublin for good. Or something.
There's these really cool postcards at the IFI, they're stills from classic films with quotes at the back. That place rules my world. I saw 'A Cock and Bull Story' and now I'm compelled (by the power of Christ, of course) to buy The Life and Opinions of Tristam Shandy.
Because you mentioned whoring and corporations, I'll conclude this comment by mentioning that I got turned down by Xtravision (Blockbusters in gaelic) for a job.
Don't you go changing just to please me.
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