I am hunting sandy crabs in Port Balifor on my 500Ghz supercomputer that the mooninites gave me for buying them liquor. I would only buy satanic creatures underage liquor. The kids that got whipped with belts after churched, or outcasted in school, or forced to hurt plants with lawnmowers, you get the idea, but i hope i dont get caught for saying nice things. my blotter is not taped behind my poster. I know cause I just ate it. I am elated, placebo grade adage beacon lightyear
put all the dxm down your pants and then run
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3 responses to “put all the dxm down your pants and then run”
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christs here
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same ice same christ guess we’ve got the same wyeth
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another day another two dollars
it’s barely yours alone
the things you think you own
the ideas in your bones
the place that you call home
romeo and juliet are together in eternity
a million candles burning round
negotiations going down
is it your birthday?
now approaching midnight
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