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Dude! I totally use to date this girl
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------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.
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Rick never did GET electronic music
though he liked the drugs and
fuckin’ LOVED the fishnets.
My friend and yours, Mister King. A damn fine Chicago photographer.
it got pretty rough in the end for ol Tricky Dick
Santa don’t cop out on dope - Martin Mull
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This is always a great thing to yell when watching America’s Funniest Home Videos.
from my pal over at King labs.
So some guy followed me and then reblogged some of my posts. So I checked his stuff and found it entertaining and reblogged some of his posts and then I noticed the guy unfollowed me. So maybe in the course of looking through my old posts this guy came to the realization that I’m a socialist, homo, atheist, on drugs? I’m not, but I sure do post like one. Or at least thats what my gym teacher says.
Oh well, its late and I’m so high, I’d stand in a soup line to blow Jesus. If he existed, that is…