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so break break break [Mar. 2nd, 2005|02:39 am]
The American Caliban
the trick is not to use the knife for box work that you use on pastry, you see. I wasn’t drunk, I was just sampling, sampling. Tits on a bull, goddamnit. You can do anything in Midway City. Thanks for providing actual fucking information. Seriously 98% of my ex boyfriends are total jerks and I don’t know why. No, she’s the wrong heroin addict. My mom is a pear on stilts. I was raised Seventh Day Adventist and they told me that when a man and women are in bed, Jesus is between them. You can’t base a society on just burning stuff. No, Foghat was never good. They had two sets of books, of course; Chinese business. I was written up for criticizing SUV’s! I have to go to a pirate breakfast. The Jehovah’s Witnesses killed my girlfriend.

No squirrel fisting.

it’s hard to go on about the positive life force and all that when you’re a part-time drugstore clerk, seriously.

Dissociation? I think it’s normal.

There are no returns on magnetic products.

[User Picture]From: odradak
2005-03-02 06:21 pm (UTC)

Pear on stilts.

It's no lie.
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