a third rate, fourth place, tenuous at best, unabridged yet oft-truncated collection of calumny & travails from the last manfish standing, husophonic orator & chronic fumbler, his nipples (minus 3), Crank Sturgeon
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
the Liberal conspiracy
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
suggestive titles
- lies smoothened truth abort
- a flight through the musing hoard
- deprived loot at huso's tort
- abide woe and screw the lord
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
dangle's wrested
She gets her pull and will thereafter reside in the woods. Two or more years of swinging here in the spectrum of seasonal confluence and arbitrary agenda gives her the stout pride to wander off to the havens of tusk and mice and leaves.
We will wish our matron well.
We will wish our matron well.
(eyes used for tooth support)
We will wish our matron well.
We will wish our matron well.
(eyes used for tooth support)
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
pylons
Monday, January 11, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
S u / n d / a e / i a l
Dickensian ; r-r-r-ode oats out to flora
ilkwise like _______________________[ . ]
Waterford misty; scrape the knuckle faith ampersands
dem's c-c-c-old dazes for protean Oz.
Take with a breakfast of salt...
(eyes used for tooth support)
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
on esses and tease
Days in days out.
I used to think I never knew when it was going to hit...
At some point in the function, a big sweep would crackle over, straw a' whisking, handles cracking, and the wooden pate and/or demeanor and/or daily countenance would suddenly be riding the wallop.
I used to think I never knew when it was going to hit, but now I can time it to almost an approximate week, down to the date, practically the street number and address.
Winter has that lovely lurid undulation of stillness mixed with seething.
When do you seethe? Got a date in mind? Does it sweep or wash over? A panic attack? Or a warm, hot blooding stream through the arms, legs, gullet-- starting from the eyes, going in for the deep spiral twist, via optic nerve into the central nervous systemic; lusty breaths and slow peaks on either corner of the mouth. The heart regulates everything, telling you however, that time's running out. This isn't a bad thing, mind you. Once a year it kicks in... always in the dormant winter.
A little fire under the ass.
Second week of January.
Time to look at the maps, my friend.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
'anging düüm
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Manual of far manimals
they will characteristic no animals chosen should be to which they belong such to indicate thrift not in general the fair amount of stock as the tendency to this type possessing much production with the dense and pink and respect often associated with the ears the legs in breeding pale course and heavy rough deserves much of quality vigor of the the the pale the the the between the if the
Monday, January 4, 2010
Demographic traits
Off on a tangent.
Barely tandem, baring its teeth and metaphors, rasping with gasses and cheese, the overture rang with a chimp's howl and shrieking suspension abridgements...
We all knew what it meant, to serve, be served, reserve, and preserve the columns with all their ionic glee and cherished lockdown. Ossified with tasties, better you bet your census.
Here's our old lady.
Formidable firmament for the five five twenty; ot no longer.
I'll miss the ot's. And horse milk.
Barely tandem, baring its teeth and metaphors, rasping with gasses and cheese, the overture rang with a chimp's howl and shrieking suspension abridgements...
We all knew what it meant, to serve, be served, reserve, and preserve the columns with all their ionic glee and cherished lockdown. Ossified with tasties, better you bet your census.
Here's our old lady.
Formidable firmament for the five five twenty; ot no longer.
I'll miss the ot's. And horse milk.
Mlehstwürry
Sunday, January 3, 2010
jan/vārrs-wrissed
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