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off and on.
now to leave.
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.
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.
J.H.
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- ok now it's time for this.
- MAKE IT STOP!
- Holy Shit or --songs about Jesus by monkeys
- Another person's version of The Burning Hell
- Bad idea
- Joel, last night after he finished posting.
- Because it seems like you don't know who Canada is...
- This is a show by these weirdos. Last song is It ...
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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--an outdated traffic report from downtown Singapore.
--and much, much more ??
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.
--and much, much more ??
J.H.
Somethin’ filled up
ReplyDeletemy heart with nothin’,
someone told me not to cry.
But now that I’m older,
my heart’s colder,
and I can see that it’s a lie.
Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.
Children don’t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We’re just a million little god’s causin rain storms turnin’ every good thing to rust.
I guess we’ll just have to adjust.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’ to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am go-goin’
You better look out below!
ummm it was supposed to say bbq I think bbw means big black and wide not something you normally encounter in Canada. Neither is David Bowie. Just sayin.
ReplyDeleteAnd now you know our lesson for today kids, just say no to drugs.
ReplyDeleteAlso, what the shit is Joel doing awake at 9am? This can only mean one thing. He didn't do no sleeping during the hours normally reserved for such an activity.
ReplyDeletecan you please translate your random text message code? I don't read text code, i'm not in middle school.
ReplyDeleteactually...
ReplyDeleteyou kinda are.
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