on Suburban Horror by phbiscuit
15 Aug 2003, 12:51 AM
The end was a toss, and you need an i in patiently, otherwise some very good parts. 7.
on unbroken by roses are read
15 Aug 2003, 12:47 AM
Good, but it could use an edit. 8.
on Young America by Wulf
13 Aug 2003, 10:29 AM
"precursor of death, self condemnation" "of" could be 'to'or 'for'.
"those whom choose an other path" "an" could 'the'.
"and the prostitute you have all ways been" 'always' would work better. Although. I do think that was a rather creative way of saying it also.
"those whom choose an other path" "an" could 'the'.
"and the prostitute you have all ways been" 'always' would work better. Although. I do think that was a rather creative way of saying it also.
on The Musician by Carvaceous
13 Aug 2003, 10:34 AM
Just one. More obos and less fodder.
on what is meant to be after me by Prince of Void
14 Aug 2003, 1:55 PM
Well, that was a cupped handfull of steaming hot piss.
on some deleted poem
14 Aug 2003, 12:30 PM
Funny, and kewl.
on Goldenshoes Shane by dantron
15 Aug 2003, 11:32 AM
Yes! NO!!!!!! 0.
on The Smurfs killed Kennedy by <{Baba^Yaga}>
15 Aug 2003, 11:34 AM
yippy
on A Sonnet For Santa Claus, Who Hates Jesus, But Likes When You Buy Things by snacktime
15 Aug 2003, 11:36 AM
Satan Claws 8 Hayzeus 4 brakefeast.
on some deleted poem
15 Aug 2003, 11:44 AM
Ha! ha ha ha...ahhh. What?
on Fuck Me Like Love Fucks Me (changed) by Son Of A Bitch
15 Aug 2003, 11:47 AM
"Scores on the headboard" change 'headboard' to gilded loom.
Perhaps you should be spayed or nuetered?
Perhaps you should be spayed or nuetered?
on some deleted poem
14 Aug 2003, 8:09 PM
woosh roof, poop on me face, I thunk I sawn me a pooping star.
on some deleted poem
14 Aug 2003, 12:36 PM
That was some jive ass shit mother fucker.
on some deleted poem
15 Aug 2003, 12:44 AM
Well, it got a four. I couldn't quite make out the challenge. Could you be more specific? the number 8 is for my hate beyond all dates and infinite (I bet you said infinate) aint strait it's a muthafucking all scratched & crooked. In Florida I once caught a snook it's in my pants you can take a look. The eight is for the inches and the whore provides the winches that it takes to crane me out of bed. Waking up is hard to do. When all you do all day... And every day, is pure MURDER.
on some deleted poem
13 Aug 2003, 10:32 AM
Men cannot become demons or angels. They are two different creatures entirely, but NICE TRY U!
on some deleted poem
13 Aug 2003, 10:37 AM
No, I don't remember anything.
on some deleted poem
13 Aug 2003, 10:40 AM
"momories" possibly the funniest and best accidentilly created word to date. Otherwise your poem is a dead and bloating yak.
on some deleted poem
13 Aug 2003, 2:54 AM
I like that restaurant, and especially rape.
on drought on talkin river by richa
14 Aug 2003, 8:11 PM
Hot hot heat.