I AM WRITING THIS...
NOW...
SITTING AT THE HEALM AND FLYING THIS BABY ALL OVER THE GLOBE... PIPE DREAM ALERT...
This huge green screen sitting behind me, that was built sometime ago and I never get to use because I haven't known anyone to help/teach me... keeps talking to me... yes, it probably is another demon possession. THEY ARE EVERYWHERE.... like gilford tuttle says... but then again, he is claiming those dildo's were all possesed.
How could all those semi' trucks be filled with that many demons? Like weird scary clowns they are... fllowing out in a huge pack...luckily all the gamers were armed.
i have to get the horn out again, because PEACE does not play them.. he plays about every other kind of ...bleeeppeepp, but give him one of these horns and he bllllleeeeppspppspp with so many that a vd report...
what? PEACE???
Your girlfreind doesn't read my blog.
he does play about every instrument. His uncle is tom jones, and there are celebrities in his family... he grew up around fame and is so grounded. One of his guardians once tried to take his guitars and he.... oh, yea, we will get tom jones when i crash the family reunion... if I can past those hell's angels of his. i'm not like warren, i don't get off on the whole s m thing about getting beaten by bikers.
that is the truth m...
Okay, not since I tried to get married and found out i would lose what tiny bit of money they give crippled folk here in the land of not so free. I'll tell ya how much sometime when it is entirely safe/
Okay, she might sometime. PEACE IS A FAITHFUL FAMILY MAN, LIKE MYSELF.
all kidding aside, M... she just cut off another toe. I deserved it. Oh, now I have to eat it... she does this shit when I am writing too much and ignore her needs. Nothing like chewing on a couple of my toes to put me in the mood to bllleeeppepp with bleeep and do some phone sex calls to vegetible markets and meat markets and large, industrial farms (warren likes this kind of thing advertised... should see what he demands on his list of perks... once smoking gun kicks his ass in court. Warrren of course insists that the mug shots were publicity stunts... but you know me, I took notes....
Yea, warren, I am kidding. The red lights were ufos.
I'm lucky he is too vain to wear glasses... and requires all his reading to be done by interns... who are so sick of his shit that I can punk him whenever the cabbie sting is needed to get back at him for something he denies. I would like to waste a lot of time doing just that.... not that it is a waste.
like i keep telling myself, there is always the memoirs... stay alive for the memoirs... this helps come out of comas, od's and stuff... ooops. MOTHER EDIT... this time it was my mother coming into the living room and disturbing me. She does read this. ou should see her lists of offensive things I have put in here.... i can never get through it because i end up all whacked off into sleep. Peace might let me or someone else read it on the show sometime. I can steal her hearing aides again... but my excuses are wearing a little thin.
i turned my back on warren again, and no he didn't shove anything UP MY ASSHOLE... and Boner isn't here.
NO, I caught him talking to some bimbo about shoving a couple up poor buk the grey kitty bum's, so if he ever ends up in court for stealing her aides, he can claim that old cliche about the cat eating it. There was talk about keistering some of his illegal sex-toys until I got out my shotgun and ran his furry ass out of here... thank dog...
I am sleeping four hours a night, getting a ton of exercise for me, in spine friendly walks with ruby along one of the nicest stretches of urban beach i know of... show me better ones.. on hoods... we want reports from your neighborhood, and a little of what is going on.
only one rule: make it filled with the funniest thoughts you wrote this week, or can find in that old box from college, before life forced you to produce a personality that fits into ... sadly, anyone can fill in that blank.
M. and I have been trying to eat right for awhile, but stilll... my addictions -- you know, the cheese thing.... and I didn't leave treatment any earlier than most celebrities, it's just th at when...
phone call: half deaf Johnny Pain: what?
no, I'm writing...
yes, it is the most important thing...
thank you for noticing, bud. Goodbye,
Bigger love back.
Love them elfshits.
the toy should be great, once it is designed.. when michelle... or whoever... hears this pipedream. Hope someone can show me how to make it, or get it made.
