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by NME » Thu Apr 10, 2003 4:54 pm
Eighteen reasons why the Dutch illuminati are out to get my brains
And 2 other short stories.
The social and political ramifications of the hustle and the bustle are numerous. One thing is for sure that when I want my beer I want it cold. Secondly, when I want my music, I want it loud, no chicken soup either. The underlying concept of boogie fever of madness is one of the craziest cats in this side of the planet carillon vizier. The concept of love is one that I would be glad to elaborate on, but have no time as I am late for a very important meeting with some men down by the docks. They are going to sell me drugs for a small amount of chicken liver. If I were to turn them in because they ate chicken liver I’d be a pretty bad husband now wouldn’t I?
The answer is no. Moreover, I enjoy a nice Chianti with my plastic bag. The Mad Hatter needs to get a life, feed his head, and get out of his parent’s basement. Careers in art are a lot like a good piece of ham, there’s the sweet sweet innards and the crusty, cake like exterior. Finally. I would like to find some kind of thing that works with my European plug adaptor. These voltages and shocks are driving me crazy with the burning and the lack of production of brain cells. One time I was walking down the street and this one guy was talking on his cell phone and I was like, “Hey give me back my rubber chicken” I can’t remember how he replied, but Grand Theft Auto is a fun game. If I ever find out who took my Enya CD I think I’ll thank them, because lets face it, I’m awesome.
Mann this print is tiny!
nil per os
I see. Not to be rude, but is there a problem with my writing in colors?
