posted on Jul, 30 2004 @ 06:31 PM
The Twilight Zone is lovely when its not raining goddamn it I missed Frasier death death death to all midgets who deny death from above comes. The
Living Dead walk the streets
And thirst for crack give always and low riders with Van Halen And Lee Aaron wearing high heels and twirling their fake moustaches, Which which were
pencils made from fake ATS members that ran around naked and conspired to force others to embrace ignorance. Rather than accept truth when you attempt
to freeze your underwear without consulting.
A professional wrestler for proper temperature use crack pipes to recruit hobo's That live in that leaning tower of never land WITH CAPTIAN HOOK
leering through the looking glass of ancient pagan mythology. And indeed saw his own likeness so he went the city Troy where he discovered large
headless horsemen defending uniformity. Of I one tut tut tut went put put have another try try another guy who isn't so insane in the brain, insane
in the membrane. Where he spawned ideas and small creatures happy to be freed from the televised, psychological constraints and other inanimate
And utterly futile meanderings of the confused carny who sneezed on the snowman causing large internal bleeding and orange snow the pigmy wondered
about huge cataclysmic balls of sarcasm swinging in the dark decrepit dungeon where there waited unpalatable stew of unbridled and feverishly Frosty
Snowman Testicles are nasty stuff. When deep fried entree for Fearfactor sauteed' or charbroiled in leek soup and other stuff I have none Some have
one and sadly some haven't even one will Jesus come When we're done we'll play drums.
Under the sun My shirt buttons I'll need none my quest begun around hour one I'm feeling dumb but I don't feel no pain. I send pain through my eyes
giving up now NEVAH! We must I know shugo and Narnia visits and is joined by Agent's return nostalgia experienced and is enjoyed before leaving them
empty all over again. Until the last moment of truth I like pineapples and oranges to I’m not attached to my coconuts But attached to the grand scheme
Of all things in accordance with That Which Cannot contribute durkheimian effervescence.
As they say beats Marxist idealism and other fallacies surrported by monkeys too far away to see the impending doom of Agent47's adoption house.
Where dreams Die but people live under Rob Jesus' grace vindicating their absolution just ask Narnia or Agent47 for a backhanded spanking. And got
bruises they’re so big it makes htown look a fool but htown is forever banned from using the toilet meaning he had the Transylvanian Trots. I'm so
sorry to cause pain "yow" cries mig12 earthtone is warned to watch this opinions 'round here. People hate them because of ignorance Got milk,
bitch, Play nice lil'rabbit and eat grass or shut up and eat chimichangas are spiked with narnias secret potion of bananas and other things that
tickle the bladder. And enlighten the people who need help with their itchy brain tissue and mental disorders really called autism got killed for it
by Gilbert grape and mr Twinkie and his brat pack.
The three stooges hailed by L.Dicaprio and his sidekick nearly on sixty then we wrestled for a while then banshee, put Earthtone on pedestal then
And nobody cared. I wooped as$ I ate grass with a lass beautiful yet crass an ugly as$ I will pass away like zombies. And go die but only once as we
strive stories heroically depicting mammoth oblong substance. Yucky bloodshed from exploding exotic entities like George's head.