bedtime? ALREADY?

Bed time.
no really,
im serious this time.

goodnight.

Bark my little chiwahwah

tenderloin,
repeat. tenderloin over.
we need your assistance,
someone is in need of fat scribbling poopoo,
and you're the guy for the job.
my little.
tenderloin.

Bowling balls,
get some balls to go bowling in!
Shiny marbles half off,
but they are not as good for bowling.

Sneeze:
A brief injection of your bacteria,
into my face
now i have face herpes,
oh wait... that's just acne.

my endings always consist of pirate beards and fancy eye wear.
you tiny tit.
gross.

sleeping under the low hum of a cruise missle

two posts in a day?
not even!
every have that anti climatic feeling when u think you really have to go poo.
but in reality its just your intestines having micro seizures from all the old beer still
going around and around you like a smoothie machine?

yea yea,  heavy drinking is poor to your health, leads to wonderful accidents, and a weird alter ego.
do some people live in this alter ego?  i wonderrr.

nah but really, the tuna sandwhich i had earlier made me feel like i had an alter ego.  I think it was the eggs.


so according to your billing statement, someone calls you an asshole and takes 500 dollars from your paycheck.  i smell something fishy, and its not the tuna farts ive been having.
or the paycheck envelope wrapped around the fresh salmon i caught earlier today with my mind powers all the way in Vermont.

hooha, if i had mind powers i would take off all your clothes, and then. PUT THEM ON ALL BACKWARDS WOOO

that'd be a hell of a day for the receiving end.  Oh, i might buy a digital pen tablet thing for my computer, so i can do even more FANTASTIC ARTWORK FOR YOUUU

and i mean fantastic.

till next time im bored. achoo achoo i found you too.