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December 28, 2005
December 24, 2005
Nude Hat, Page 337.
Telling some stories, Miss Leroy says, is communicating suicide.
December 22, 2005
However Long It Took To Realize That Mouseketeer Was A Play On Musketeer.
It took just as long to hear how Jesus & Mary Chain's "Head On" sounds like "Love Missile F1-11" by Sigue Sigue Sputnik.
December 19, 2005
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December 17, 2005
Down, Lawn, Y Goa, Page 195.
It's music rage, which is like road rage, only more righteous. When you get road rage, a tiny part of you knows you're being a jerk, but when you get music rage, you're carrying out the will of God and God wants these people dead.
December 12, 2005
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December 06, 2005
Abstract Junk Filter Results As Embryonic Post-Poetry.
Hello! Lehman Inconstant!
Queen bloom, on hypocrisy eve,
Piss stressful, with fourteen Istanbul passports,
Fought commercial Morrissey policemen,
Like a mighty buckaroo hindu.
The brickbat franchise
is a shadflower,
Trashed by varnish-flogging bellmen and,
A straight epileptic cowpony.
Emotion liquor, I blame, for
Inability, an
Auto-suggestible mid-section,
Headed for the prodigal dustbin,
To be ransacked by boredom,
and a raccoon
retard.
December 04, 2005
Nude Hat, Page 274.
"Americans do drugs," says Agent Tattletale, "because they don't do leisure very well."