rip off. and completely undeveloped.

it was great until the last line..pain? let's go for a hail mary and give them the "pain" All i see now is propane, and let me tell you. it's a little overwhelming. if not down right predictable.............kale gun is loaded we have a target in sight, and are waiting for the signal...dice.hose.noun.grenade

Another hours8 identity.

i dreamt i spoke syphallus rash. are you staring at my head gear?

"but you're involved" this bit trips it up. last 2 lines need to be re-written. other than that, very tight.

To P&K, one eventually becomes accustomed to the lack of oxygen up here. You will soon begin operating on a new and exciting level of consciousness. 6/10 for the lovely tribute. mama mia.

Is it yet another identity? This time assuming the fair skin of a pubescent. If not, I am only six and my father say that I write better than you.

Venus, I must go home, actually I am today after taking a look at them big hills you have. I was hanging out with your ex-gov (romer) last night and the new cancer stricken one. Poor fella. But he is a Republican. Cocktail parties make me dizzy.

P&K, I wouldn't concern myself too much about the poor fella; the occasional basal cell has become a badge of honor for those happy golfer republican types. And I'd ask you to kindly keep my big hills out of this.

razor-i like the way you take me there, but it feels uneven when i say it aloud. i want to be hyp-mo-tized by it, and in shock, look down at my larval body. consider a re-write?

pk & otter(kids cartoon) the only thing funnier than watching you accuse innocent and talented writers like ming of being me is this fucking poetic stab at originality above.the best thing that could happen to mr.merciless might be becoming a facet of horus8, but you are way off this morning...let me reitterate if i may once name can be changed, ones approach can be changed, but once style is too finger printish to be confused with the fingers of others. i am only two, nothing more, nothing less..well less a normal nights sleep and a homecooked meal, but i think today is another surf detox sun blast moment..i hope i drowned this time.

hi razora. how is my favorite jaded scribe this morning? well rested i hope. excellent..well, i have take a moment to defend this piece of art noir from your hazing and bitterness.........there....all done.sorry weirdo your saggy diaper is even beyond the shielding of horus8 count of pop psycology (the study of britney spears parents and navel lint) 2/10

and it's all in the night,Can my scrotum fold?nut sac oragamy is the sport of the future..

twinkle twinkle little "*Night*"/how you fill me with such fright/air is hot but wind is cold/rhymes are obvious, subject, old/writer of "*Night*" please try again/ this time don't consult your friends.

i dont understand any fucking thing that you guies have been sayin could you please refraise what you just wrote in the way you would if you was sayin it to a child please 4 me.

f-babe, do a search. how old are you, anyway, that you don't know that the silver platter is a myth? ah, i see, you do not realize that you are guided from the depths...

i am 14.what do you mean by the rest of the stuff that you said.do a search for what?

if the desire is great enough, you will find a way to know it. always, there is a price for knowledge

utter crap.

hahahahahahahaha!!!!!!