horus8
on Where I Stand by Katie
3 Jun 2003, 8:23 PM
hmmmmm.
"searchin' my car
lookin' for the product
Thinkin' evry n.
is selling narcotics"
the party's over, sunshine.
<whine> the perry's, though known ravers, made a case to the master, and plagiary's no joke, any more.
p.s. picasso's already dead.
site the next picasso's head.
What is it plagiarised from? Is it the negation of the Morbid Angel song "Nothing is not"?
plagiarized. as usual. Athena?? Getting a little bored with this now.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
replying on To those who'd share their heartfelt feelings with the world by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
3 Jun 2003, 2:01 PM
No-one gives a shit about whether you think people give a shit about what I give a shit about. Your poems are shit and they are shit. And banging and banging and banging and bonking and bonkping -- and CUM.
OneFingerAnswer
on To those who'd share their heartfelt feelings with the world by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
3 Jun 2003, 1:24 PM
Stop reading about it. I've never forced you to read any of it. People generally write about what matters to them. You don't like it then just move on. No one gives a shit about what you give a shit about.
I like rap wordplay but it sometimes seems a bit freestyle and craftless
A haiku however is a good compromise
A couple of nice lines
reads more like a mission statement than a poem though
Aye, aye.
Islander
on To those who'd share their heartfelt feelings with the world by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
3 Jun 2003, 10:43 AM
If we write about sex?
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
replying on To those who'd share their heartfelt feelings with the world by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
3 Jun 2003, 9:44 AM
That's right.
That's great !!! *claps*
This is really cool and next time a techno whore comes home, i think i'll test his extra competence
:) interesting
Amusing 10.
This should help your 7.61 vote my dear muse.
Islander
on To those who'd share their heartfelt feelings with the world by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
3 Jun 2003, 9:25 AM
No-one gives a shit or u don't? :)
Don't besmirch the good name of Grandfather by associating it with horus8's unauthorized Grandfather fanfic.
So tell me, Senator, where does one go when the off, and strange have been so well wrappered by you and the nappied one? WAIT! I know! No ones done the Rockettes!
YES! I'm off to Radio City Music Hall!!!!
Intransit grabs coat, flails the door open, rushes into the street kneecapping himself on the firehydrant, falls back first into the middle of the street only to have a purple smurf ascend from the manhole (thats a funny word) and yell "Whats all the ruckus?! Me and the Mrs. was gettin' it on when you completely stifled my stiffie, man!"
Smurf pokes intransit in the eye with a rolodex.