so, another shooting in the belly of the empire… i wonder if Charlton Heston’s withery old cock just sprung to life? i wonder if Ted Nugent & Charlton Heston are sitting in
one starts by talking about what they did on the weekend, subtly sliding in the name of their kid & the bragging rights get pulled just as quickly as the pistol at high noon in a
the quickest way to the heart is through the fetish, for when you know that unique item of another, be it revealed to you or discovered & when they fulfill your own need in such a way,
for the empty & meaningless existence of evolution’s accidental spurting of sperm to egg in order to form you, may not make your days pass by as satisfactorily
wish i could have been in Egypt earlier today, to join in throwing tomatoes & chanting “Monica! Monica! Monica!” with those who were disgusted by Sec. of State Clinton’s arrival to