Come clean.

"Suppose I survive. Suppose my eyes aren't pouring down my face, suppose I am untouched by the hurricane of secondary missiles that all mortar, metal and glass has abruptly become: Suppose all this. I shall be obliged (and it's the last thing I feel like doing) to retrace that long mile home, through the firestorm, the remains of the thousands-of- ( Read more... )

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i got an-ax handle pistol
on a graveyard frame
that shoots tombstone bullets
wearing balls and chains

Sometimes people just deserve a good old-fashioned Tasering.

master master:
this is recorded through a fly's ear
and you have t'have a fly's eye t'see it

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Rats run out, rats run in.

I would eat a dolphin.