Whoops.

Might have just pooped my pants.

Robot Love

I got really drunk last night made love to a robot. I'm not talking the "looks like a human" kind, either. I'm talking nuts and bolts, "Danger Will Robbins" robots.

Actually, that might have just been the vacuum cleaner.

Foot wedged in a purple starfish.

It comes in like a hurricane
With a pain that is just insane
He jumps up in the sky
And hope that he dies
‘Cause I kicked Eric Camlin
In the brown eye...



Mutha fucka.

Temporary Haitus Aborted

A possible return? Maybe. When I'm bored enough, I suppose. I was thinking today of a crush from my youth, a girl with long blond hair who wore a short skirt and knee-high rainbow striped socks. I am speaking of course of Rainbow Brite. I wanted to bang the shit out of her. OK, maybe not bang her... I didn't really have the concept of that yet, but I wanted to hug her extra hard for long period of time. With my penis. If that's possible. Or maybe my penis wasn't involved and I'm just putting it in there. Seems I'm always putting my penis somewhere.