| prophets_of_spleen | ||
| tennis star of the 70s |
I am going to polish my funeral gibbet. I saw that crossroads once and thought it would be a nice place to hang around. Me and the fire ants were going to invent a breakfast cereal called christ_crispies, you know, but it only succeeeded in making the milk look bloody and actually multiplied your sins of percussion, so we were sentenced on several occasions to face a perspiring_squad. goddamn revolutionary kangaroo courts. for a quarter i will tell you your future, for a beer, a handshake and some iron filings, i will enlighten you to the secret history of Attila the Hun's sock drawer. i have lived amongst the argyles. |
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