This will make a nice addition to my Satan prostitution vintage book collection.
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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 will make a nice addition to my Satan prostitution vintage book collection.
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Hank’s got a secret
Santa
its full of nitrous
He’d be in the front yard for hours
giggling in the dark
the warm twinkling colored lights
it was like God was pissing love into his broken old heart thru his eyes
He’d finally pass out in the manger scene - armswrapped around baby Jesus
Straw in his hair - drunk on all that Frankincense and Coors
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRITNEY SPEARS.
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sniffing glue