on Languageing by ==Doylum
13 Feb 2003, 4:02 PM
Chirpe... this will make me ponder the chirpensity of my soul while i'm shooting a coors light commercial in mammoth next week. thank you.
on Just Your Average 'Death' Poem by Owner of the Sky
13 Feb 2003, 4:04 PM
Golden Q- tip Awarde...
on the price of success by brazen
13 Feb 2003, 4:27 PM
Magnolia.
on Life's Loves Lost by Jigg
13 Feb 2003, 9:10 PM
The day she had to go
or, the day that she said, "no".
would finish this stronger, perhaps?
or, the day that she said, "no".
would finish this stronger, perhaps?
on some deleted poem
14 Feb 2003, 9:18 AM
Home wrecker. trampe, juste be straite... now that has a hell of a ring to it... to bad i'm 'the gaye'.
on Morning Rainbows by Spindle
14 Feb 2003, 10:14 AM
This was so almost there... the last line tosses it though.
on For you, I'd make meatloaf by Venus
14 Feb 2003, 10:17 AM
Yes, this is very good. GQT runner up. 9. only because i hate meatloaf... for some reason as a child i thught that it was buffalo meat.
on some deleted poem
14 Feb 2003, 10:20 AM
You ever watch somebody juke so hard playing footbul that they snap their own ankle?
on some deleted poem
14 Feb 2003, 10:23 AM
This looks like a guy trying to put a flag on the surface of the moon, but piercing his moon boot instead. dying from the hole in the top of his sole.
on Horus8 Vs. Book Learning by TanHand
15 Feb 2003, 10:38 AM
Lets not pull punches genitilemen.
REAP IT MCCREADY (slow motion Emilio Estavez baby faced smile, trigger action giggle)
http://www.english.uiuc.edu/maps/poets/s
pirates:
http://www.shippaintings.com/large_image
keyboards/music:
http://www.organ.co.uk/pages/biogs/info.
wheelchair:
http://www.wsib.on.ca/wsib/wsibsite.nsf/
river phoenix???:
http://www.river-phoenix.org/profiles/ja
life coach???:
http://www.resultslifecoaching.com.au/fi
mail order manager for an online men's shop??
http://www.bigtall.uk.com/news.asp
evangelist minister?
http://www.jwandredemption.com/About%20U
artist?
http://www.tsana.com/BIAD/JamesWright.ht
Also; I've read more books than the two of you put together, coupled by the fact that my actual life has crossed into areas of mind altering pressure the likes of which the two of you spoiled brats could barely fathom. That's why i love you both as i love my own nipples. Do you concur? Oops my toast just popped. Excuse me for an momento.
REAP IT MCCREADY (slow motion Emilio Estavez baby faced smile, trigger action giggle)
http://www.english.uiuc.edu/maps/poets/s
pirates:
http://www.shippaintings.com/large_image
keyboards/music:
http://www.organ.co.uk/pages/biogs/info.
wheelchair:
http://www.wsib.on.ca/wsib/wsibsite.nsf/
river phoenix???:
http://www.river-phoenix.org/profiles/ja
life coach???:
http://www.resultslifecoaching.com.au/fi
mail order manager for an online men's shop??
http://www.bigtall.uk.com/news.asp
evangelist minister?
http://www.jwandredemption.com/About%20U
artist?
http://www.tsana.com/BIAD/JamesWright.ht
Also; I've read more books than the two of you put together, coupled by the fact that my actual life has crossed into areas of mind altering pressure the likes of which the two of you spoiled brats could barely fathom. That's why i love you both as i love my own nipples. Do you concur? Oops my toast just popped. Excuse me for an momento.
on Johannesburg 2002 by Blue Magpie
15 Feb 2003, 11:01 AM
Try an aqueduct. it worked for those spineless culture swiping Romans.
By the way... i went into my garage today, and was like, "what in the fuck is that smell?". Then i noticed a dead guy who looked like a cross between Bud Abbot and Robert Frost, buyt more brittle and pleasing to the eyes... he was dead from drinking to much gas from the syphon hose hanging out of my car. he didn't know i had that much sugar in my tank... he's stinking up my garage wearing his bike shorts and diplomas now. that dead guy is Babbit11. Dead and stinking up my garage with a funny clear hose hanging out of his mouth and his hand down his pants... life is funny like that...aint it.
Alas, my sense of humor is an extremely honed and barbed penis... way south of the border genitileman.
why you might ask? Low paying soft porn, high paying gay porn. and a ban on donkey cock rings in my county. REAP IT!
By the way... i went into my garage today, and was like, "what in the fuck is that smell?". Then i noticed a dead guy who looked like a cross between Bud Abbot and Robert Frost, buyt more brittle and pleasing to the eyes... he was dead from drinking to much gas from the syphon hose hanging out of my car. he didn't know i had that much sugar in my tank... he's stinking up my garage wearing his bike shorts and diplomas now. that dead guy is Babbit11. Dead and stinking up my garage with a funny clear hose hanging out of his mouth and his hand down his pants... life is funny like that...aint it.
Alas, my sense of humor is an extremely honed and barbed penis... way south of the border genitileman.
why you might ask? Low paying soft porn, high paying gay porn. and a ban on donkey cock rings in my county. REAP IT!
on Red Oak Pilgrim by bsjones84
15 Feb 2003, 1:05 PM
Upon reading your title i laughed.
Upon reading your poem... i laughed harder
my favorite line you ask, "They play the pilgrims' number," whatever in the fucke that means perhaps 666 the number of the yeast. try crotching some yogurt, but be sure to share it with your red oak god knows he's grateful to be in your way. Jesus my fucking eyes are twitching.
Upon reading your poem... i laughed harder
my favorite line you ask, "They play the pilgrims' number," whatever in the fucke that means perhaps 666 the number of the yeast. try crotching some yogurt, but be sure to share it with your red oak god knows he's grateful to be in your way. Jesus my fucking eyes are twitching.
on Street Talkers (Amnesiac) by Fear of Garbage
15 Feb 2003, 11:16 PM
When i read this i initially thought of the ufo crash in roswell nm. there was metal debris that acted like aluminun that could straighten itself back out after you crumpled it up... i enjoy that image some how, and the others you have presenred along with it. have an 8.
on Foolish by AmberNicole
15 Feb 2003, 11:29 PM
i have never met a snake that stole anything except for maybe a mouse's life. Perhaps you should just get the fucke out of the garden and call it a day. And by the way give me back my rib bitche or start paying rent on it. Years of bad cooking and boring sexual positions, and you're still not happy with my total ruinment (new worde)? tsk. Women... the nerve.
on Ended So Fast by AmberNicole
15 Feb 2003, 11:37 PM
your bio sounds tempting, but i fear your creame too bitter and at such a fare age... what is this dire age of man (and woman sometimes) coming to? TELL ME SWEET LORD LEST I COLLAPSE UNDER THE SHEER WEIGHT OF IT ALL... well accompanied by the fact that i'm cross eyed and weigh in at about 283 lbs. Pardon me... my half of a chicken two large pizzas, and six pack of bud (light of course) just arrived... fucking pink dot... i'm a lucky guy, see ya.
on help me understand by nolan
15 Feb 2003, 11:50 PM
lol. yeah. word.
DROW! <smack> a shot rings out * bang, my pants drop to the floor... keanu reaves winks at me, and says, thanks for the champagne... dude" but i know not where i'm at, and i smell like the after shaved old spicy ness of a ..GAYE... politician. and i have a new tattoo that says luke skywalker is dead..i panic and bolt for the elevator, but as i reach it, it spontaneously implodes into a fgemine gas that then turns into my mother and i'm now holding a skull and dressed in shakespearian tightes... i have soft bulbous tears fallingg from my shifty eyes and peach lipstick on.. i am in love ...with the devil...and his name is................. peter pan peanut butter, peanutty.
hhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! chirpe.
quick cure... warm beer, cold shower. saxophone. shoe be do be do
<brought to you by 'Valentines day' just another way to fuck with your poverty complex>
DROW! <smack> a shot rings out * bang, my pants drop to the floor... keanu reaves winks at me, and says, thanks for the champagne... dude" but i know not where i'm at, and i smell like the after shaved old spicy ness of a ..GAYE... politician. and i have a new tattoo that says luke skywalker is dead..i panic and bolt for the elevator, but as i reach it, it spontaneously implodes into a fgemine gas that then turns into my mother and i'm now holding a skull and dressed in shakespearian tightes... i have soft bulbous tears fallingg from my shifty eyes and peach lipstick on.. i am in love ...with the devil...and his name is................. peter pan peanut butter, peanutty.
hhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! chirpe.
quick cure... warm beer, cold shower. saxophone. shoe be do be do
<brought to you by 'Valentines day' just another way to fuck with your poverty complex>
on The Long Walk Back by Jigg
16 Feb 2003, 7:34 PM
Gheto boys 1991 hit with a wiccan enima. joy.
on Beggar's Indulgence by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
17 Feb 2003, 11:14 AM
You can thank me for the ten in person, with chives.
on some deleted poem
17 Feb 2003, 11:15 AM
Ohhhhhhh. Jesus christ.