and by the way, I hope you two know that we are probably 3 of 5 people that actually read this shit ... and that is OK with me. you righteous mother fuckers are grand.
And why would you want to leave? One could likely come up with many fine reasons to do anything else with one's time. But why stay? One could hardly come up with a single decent excuse, but there are plenty of mediorcre ones. Here: This weblog is a tool of the future. It can be 1 place in space to share ruminations, illuminations, secret snapshots, drunken hand turkeys, digitized filmstrips, found fylth, music, senseless announcements, special denouncements, empty threats, fantastic fictions, links to better places on this internet, and worthy worldly horseshit, should it exist. Only invited parties can participate. That's the way it must be for a time. Most people just aren't ready for the future.
Every one of you scags that can access this damned webpage is a certified author, so post a thing.
Exciting tadbits coming soon:
--original watercolor collage of' 'The Gourds of Uruguay', --the newest `ukulele music video by Mister Travis Warren, --songs about Jesus by monkeys, --recipes for alligator wine, --a list of reasons not to wear pants proved terribly shortsighted, --photographic documentation of Slick Johnson in his natural habitat, --an outdated traffic report from downtown Singapore.
You're a goddamned virtuoso, Nate.
ReplyDeleteAt what point in that song am I supposed to shoot the glass of whiskey from some no-good varmint's hand?
goddamned is right.
ReplyDeletefuck you both. half a day of my life is gone and I'm never getting it back ... because obviously my time is important.
ReplyDeleteand you shoot it at the 34sec mark.
ReplyDeleteand by the way, I hope you two know that we are probably 3 of 5 people that actually read this shit ... and that is OK with me. you righteous mother fuckers are grand.
ReplyDeletei am kind of amused. i will start to read.
ReplyDeletei think charlie chaplin just walked into the old spaghetti factory and ordered himself a mizithra pasta and some spumoni ice cream!
ReplyDeleteif it makes you feel better, Nato,
ReplyDeleteeveryone knows that god is natedamned.
you always were quick with the reciprocity.
Shooby dooby dooby doo, hey!
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