Gregor: oh boy it looks fantastic out
Gregor: all melty and horrible
Gregor: and here i am stuck inside raging at a whirring rectangle
Chris: I know you'd rather be melts and horrible too... like a nazi looking at the Ark
Gregor: alas, the government won't ackbowledge that they have the ark or where i might find it
Gregor: i told them that i did not want to take it
Gregor: and that i'd be dead, so i couldn't tell their secrets
Gregor: but the guy at the post office just keeps yelling at me that his office does not deal with top secret stuff
Chris: its a gub'ment trick, he's probalby got it right behind the counter
Gregor: he chuckles at me under his breath as the ark ominously burns the hairs off his loins
Proctor's History of the World
Monday, January 23, 2012
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Pass the bean
8o| why is it so wrong to expect to have real work to do
:) what are you some kinda commie?
:) the american way is to do as little as possible and still get monies for it
8o| i must be
8o| here i am
8o| living the dream
8o| however, i'd say that i died spiritually a long time ago
8o| if it weren't for the pain
8o| it looks nice out
8o| i should have been a construction sign holder
:) werent you the one who knew someone who did that.. and they said it was the worst possible jorb ever?
8o| read about it
8o| it was weird
8o| it was after first moving out to the void called lancaster county
8o| and i was searching the lurid interwebs for info on the seatbelts
8o| as in: yokko kano and...
8o| found this band who once graced skanky bars in lancaster with their wonderful blue collar music
8o| and the front man wrote about his life outside the band
8o| before bl0rgs became cool
:) bl0rgs were ever cool?
8o| one of his stories was about how everybody who stood there holding the sign would start talking to themsef
8o| he ended up the same way after taking on that monumental task
8o| there was a time when the people who bl0rged convinced themselves that they were cool for bl0rging
8o| then reality set in and they offed themselves
8o| leaving a void to be filled by vapid microbl0rging by illiterate dung collectors
8o| i need to publish this typefaced excrement
8o| some postmodern digital beatnick would pay money for this if it were printed on the lawsuit burn insulator jackets around pricey bean urine
:) what are you some kinda commie?
:) the american way is to do as little as possible and still get monies for it
8o| i must be
8o| here i am
8o| living the dream
8o| however, i'd say that i died spiritually a long time ago
8o| if it weren't for the pain
8o| it looks nice out
8o| i should have been a construction sign holder
:) werent you the one who knew someone who did that.. and they said it was the worst possible jorb ever?
8o| read about it
8o| it was weird
8o| it was after first moving out to the void called lancaster county
8o| and i was searching the lurid interwebs for info on the seatbelts
8o| as in: yokko kano and...
8o| found this band who once graced skanky bars in lancaster with their wonderful blue collar music
8o| and the front man wrote about his life outside the band
8o| before bl0rgs became cool
:) bl0rgs were ever cool?
8o| one of his stories was about how everybody who stood there holding the sign would start talking to themsef
8o| he ended up the same way after taking on that monumental task
8o| there was a time when the people who bl0rged convinced themselves that they were cool for bl0rging
8o| then reality set in and they offed themselves
8o| leaving a void to be filled by vapid microbl0rging by illiterate dung collectors
8o| i need to publish this typefaced excrement
8o| some postmodern digital beatnick would pay money for this if it were printed on the lawsuit burn insulator jackets around pricey bean urine
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