Sunday, December 6, 2009
Reason Number 24: There Are Always Cookies Worse Off Than Yours
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Reason Number 23: Reggae is so hilarious, and it doesn't even mean to be
Splash Sperm, Englighten
Old, old lard!
Hmm, a’delivering four ewe, one finer swineherd.
Hmmm, derivative lard friar, hyar! Sexton in lieu
Of compromise, no timid eunuch.
Just give up!
Big manatee rape, pop a sixty year old bayleaf,
A big mangrove ewe papa, young gonad
Pull knight porn, a biddy, old lady.
Abet mange, lick few
moms dung schoolyard, undertaking a Mexican scabie,
But Godhole young, thick, nor nutbutter swell mighty bode, prithee.
Gashing and frightened for the negative version in my brains,
Crash, perm, and quite prim
Plea comfy mash-upward, make up a senseless kenning.
Flash them and fight Dubois, revere, offer—why? teabagging, gumming,
Mashed, dim, indict phlegm,
Ham, Gwar, and come out, dye wagers of skin.
Summer’s Eve, it’s on special o’er at Target.
Off the rocket, signet, call it, whack it, sparkle!
Unlove your leash, see dung and pork it
and “Stop, Carrie, water innards, Basquiat,”
Sung Moammar Kadafi, snuffed, “charmeuse is law.”
Ionic pushpin till bloodspurt drawl
All die wrong, buoy spew half toupee. Fish.
Dunce bat, je ne se qois, not smart
Come and tell me, say you don’t have newt hearth.
A long timid wiki priest, and a caulk.
And until you give Diptychs a stalk,
Utah. They tell me you’re nuts, fried fist-poppet, scoff,
Caw! You love her, tepid dog. A balk.