Action man wrote a small novel depicting his life in the most ego-maniacal way. Everyone believed in him, and he flexed his pecs all dripping with sweat for a camera crew on the cable news. He smiled a tongue chewing smile and spat out a verse he had concocted. “Well you see Gary- May I call you Gary?” The interviewer nodded timidly scraping and drooling although his name was in fact...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMI88CMCGVY http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_XNzM_E_3E&feature=related They are so stupidly great it is astounding.
Rather than bore you with the details I took the liberty of doodling the results of our tests on your wall. Study them while you sleep, while you socialize, while you lolly-gag. All the negative aspects of your personality are in red. All the positive in blue. The aspects that could not be measured by the test are in orange. Your results were most disappointing.
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I am dripping odious and subserviant I am stumbling its dark, I’m incompetent Kissing? Like a clam shell shoeshine Licking? Like a fifties beaten housewife I’ve got a million pores baby and they all want an entrance
Has been a great year for music.
Are the best thing on earth.
I poured the aged breast milk out on the cracked marble counter Look at the cold nutrition Memorize the menace in the soured lactation The splashing velecates the counter Shivering with excitement eager to lap it up the second I look away The mother of that bottle has been long gone her child was gone before then the affection she spewed for it goes unused When I finally do turn away the tongue...
If you could see the contour of your stained glass cornea without the consecutive collape of all conciousness would you consent to it? Would you bend your brain in and absorb the bounty of outside experience; turn yourself right-ways-in? Are you afraid of the future? Do you eat up the past? Dear Lord, your creations are failing themselves, locking themselves up in latchkey secrets and killing of...
i NDONT WANNA WORRY ABOIUT DYIN
i ALL i WANNA WORRY ABOU T IS MY SUNSHINE GUIIIIRLS
As we get older we stop making sense.
Deus Ex Machina
The reason why Harry Potter sucks as a piece of literature and JK Rowling should be considered nothing more than a pop writer. She uses it so goddamn much, and it is effectively a crutch for writers who bank themselves into corners. The movies are fun though.
disorienting what the fuck is going on today?
This weekend what to do?
I feel sorry for people who don’t drink. When they wake up in the morning,...– ~Frank Sinatra
I'm going to get punk rock on your ass
Actually I’m going to get Neo Post Hardcore Synthpop on your ass, but hey it’s still gonna be loud.
1. the wurld wi The world will end when every punchline is used up. Flattery is a motor sport Fingers are utensils too, albeit stubby ones. Livers will one day exact revenge/ Exuberance at any cost Flat tires are the only effective stop signs Gander meet Flock. Play Nice. Play Fair Ubuntu I would like to one day swim in the currents of your bloodstream, earthman Poise, Vigor,...
I wear iron pantallons so I don’t get bit in the ass.
Seven years it took the murky blooded boys to see the headlines to see the silver city lights of hometowns: “Witnesses that don’t flee are executed and Witnesses that do flee are cowards” Each of them made a coward:;: cowed by the typings of a 34 year old journalist from Missouri without much more than a high school education. They were stoned when they got home by old...
heeeeeere comes johnnnnnnyyyyy yeeeeeennnnn agaaaaaaaiiiin, he got a lust for liife. with the liquor and drugs and the flesssh maachiiiineeee Hes gonna do another s-t-t-t-trip teaaase
Painfully idealistic/optimistic and I think that’s great.
is happenin tonight.
Is still unequivocally the man.
A despite all of the racket it did not make the...
The harmonica didn’t work reeds were bent incorrectly all it could do was squeal out a meassage to jupiter a plea: for the mass to someday decrease so that the weight may be lifted with the aid of lighter gravity, For the king of gods to provide peace ease of mind and/or relief to forgive crimes against humaity by humanity for the benefit of humanity I am human broken reeds
I would be miserable right now if I hadn’t recorded that. Just when I feel like I’m shutting down…ha. Just in case you missed it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uxLV1u_0bvA&feature=player_embedded#!
Multiply Brain Aches and Bad Breath By Watergates and Rigged Tests What is left? Rigor Mortis Marionette
Next time you see me you'd better run
Where do you want this killin’ done? Out on Highway 61.
Sometimes to get an "A"
you’ve got to suck a cock. Happy Halloween. (?r)= r-l