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: “This is the greatest photograph ever taken”
spot on
if the buddha had just held up this photo
instead of that stupid fucking flower
ahh… yeah I guess the KGB still woulda shot him
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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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: : :
: “This is the greatest photograph ever taken”
spot on
if the buddha had just held up this photo
instead of that stupid fucking flower
ahh… yeah I guess the KGB still woulda shot him
back to the cat weighing…
Happy Monday! you bored savage bitches
I hope you fall asleep on the bathroom floor at the office
and fourteen hundred clowns march outta yer mouth for an afternoon coup
perhaps we’re all trojan horses
full of some half assed occupying force
an occupying force that likes boobies and donuts
a force, that has nothing to do with Star Wars, other than buying its memorabilia
a force that poops regret and mutters algebraic equations
a force that longs for a little action, but not too much.
a force-less force
mom & dad got divorced and all yer heroes all left for Vegas
so good luck and relax
Jesus promises that the grass will always be 15% greener
saw a great band this weekend
(via )
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Before producers figured out that faux lesbian tunes sold like hot cakes…
the ladies had to ‘work’ a little harder
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Don’t be misled, you don’t have to sniff glue to enjoy Satan.