Re: a comment on My Tomahawk goes up, UP, AND AWAY! by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
21-Mar-03/10:41 AM |
What? You were under the impression that we thought you liked Mr. halford
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Re: PIGS of the world by wLeBlanc IIIw |
21-Mar-03/8:15 AM |
Sir, snake charmers go doodle blee blee chirpe whislee we and then the snake takes their eye. Not vice versa. What goes around comes around quit fucking whining. we'll eventually get ours Perhaps you'd rather be nerve gassed (vx is some nasty shit, that'll invert your nipples) at a bus station, or perhaps visiting your brother at work when some zit faced idiot with a left handed fatwah flys a cesna full of anthrax and c4 up your ass on the fourtieth floor. You obviously don't have kids. America is not after their oil idiot just tweedle dumb and dumber. After all that's what we have Venezuala for stupid. WE HAVE THE POPPIES! WE HAVE THE OIL. WE HAVE THE HARAM CHICKS. NEENER NEENER NAW NAW. America's god? please, you can't fit del taco that easily into my tiny little mind mate. cheers, enjoy the shove turtle dove
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Re: a comment on Monday night football, Tueasday? War. by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
21-Mar-03/8:05 AM |
Tell me about it. I can still see the guy that the movie "born on the fourth of july" about wheeling around with a sign that says do you know who i am? As if he was a star or spokesman or somehow more credible then any of the playstation gum smackers going "wow dude, do you know who that was?... George Carlin" ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha, yeah it was a joke. i went out to protest then i was so pissed at the idiots there. i started protesting against stupid young protesters that think because their dad was steven spielburghs hippy buddy they got some kind of obligation to the planet to be stupid playstation hippies going no blood for oil, but all of them with parking stubs in their back pockets from driving and parking there? What a fucking joke, at least in the sixties they had real poets, real drugs, real sex, and some descent spokespeople that halfway sounded interesting
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Re: a comment on My Tomahawk goes up, UP, AND AWAY! by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
21-Mar-03/7:55 AM |
I have a compendium of quite a few poems. Over a thousand, Actually. I have been writing since I was a very young man. In the beginning, it was about perfect sentences, grammar, spelling, punctuation, and structure. Now, it's about bagging the chicks, brewsky, and not falling on sharp objects at three in the morning. After all's said and done though, most would find the majority of my work to be excruciatingly serious and dramaticaly scientific and theoretical, and that's why I like to break away as often as I can to name drop and be a pop sop, but mostly just to fucking laugh and relax. That, my friend, is all folks. My way of taking mental vacations at the surf and spa
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Re: a comment on Monday night football, Tueasday? War. by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
20-Mar-03/9:48 PM |
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Re: a comment on My Tomahawk goes up, UP, AND AWAY! by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
20-Mar-03/9:40 PM |
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Re: Nutty by Bacchus |
20-Mar-03/6:34 PM |
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Re: how i love by elizabethann |
20-Mar-03/4:38 PM |
*Glad you are* get the tattoo, and prove it. In fact i would tattoo the poem on my tongue to really show the world the strength of your purpose and love.
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Re: a comment on Looks like war, but tastes like chicken by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
16-Mar-03/8:01 PM |
Aint that the truth. I'm learning.
Ah, god's wifes good, but you know, she's tempermental.
I don't know if she'll keep the job or not, but whatever
she does i'm cool with it, as long as she goes to school too.
What's up with you these days. Writer's block?
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Re: a comment on Looks like war, but tastes like chicken by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
16-Mar-03/7:39 PM |
Since I started making some okay money writing this script, she no longer has to work there, but they're making her a manager and she's getting fonder of the increase in money and responsibilities involved with that. Perhaps I should tease her like you and be a real man huh? We'll leave that charming subject matter for you and your highly celebrated opinion on domesticated woodland critters to decide. Glad to see you still going for the ball sac though. It's good to know the difference between your dentist and your mechanic this day and age.
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Re: a comment on The Gentleman by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. |
12-Mar-03/2:37 AM |
ha ha ha. i thought you said you read my poetry ricky? when you sleep, where do your fingers go?
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Re: a comment on The Gentleman by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. |
12-Mar-03/2:36 AM |
Why not blame poorly manufactured prostectics?
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Re: The Gentleman by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. |
12-Mar-03/2:34 AM |
this would be true if you could keep your tie from getting caught in your spokes.
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Re: van Gogh's Irises by lastobelus |
12-Mar-03/2:32 AM |
THank god jesus slept in my poppies. All fucking night.@
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Re: a comment on Floating in mindless clutter of words by wLeBlancw |
9-Mar-03/7:29 PM |
Yes, I know. 7.5? That aint bad. And i'm gay with 301.8 poems (the .8 of the poem i am still writing on my girlfriend's evil left breast, she looks like a pair of vans tennis shoes worn by sophia loren going out my garage window with an aborted fetus duct taped to your poetry collection fashioned into an ass-hat on her ass) Brandon, why didn't you tell me you were an eight? and a top of the pile model? i never modeled, not cute enough being only a 7.5, but hung like a fire ant, I'm an composer, actor, poet type, my work requires skill(tuning the instruments signing autographs, ordering room service etc. you know how it is, hows milan?) We could of avoided all of this american idoltry and propaganda if you would of confessed these new highly tangible facts earlier, perhaps i could bring your girlfriend's shoes over (in the shape of my girlfriend naturally), and we could all fuck eachother stupid on the cat walk? Whatta say, stupid, or what!?lolaymf.yy.
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Re: Steel Wire Frame by celiff |
5-Mar-03/8:45 PM |
Like a slinky twist tied together at both ends? Once when i was younger i landed in a crate full of bottles with no shoes on. While playing ping pong. It piled a huge amout of resentment in my sole (later in life) and made me realise how important my feets was. Along with loud bells to ring for toadies. And grilled cheese with high fever.
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Re: Awakened by temptalia |
5-Mar-03/8:08 PM |
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Re: a comment on I love your pink little bow by <{Baba^Yaga}> |
5-Mar-03/7:55 PM |
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Re: Those Crazy's people in my brainsky by Shardik |
5-Mar-03/7:52 PM |
You are such a chicken, and just so unvisual. Painful really. To watch i mean. Not that I saw BECAUSE IT WAS NOT VISUAL. I REPEAT, TOTALLY UNVISUAL. And inconsiderately confusingly bland to mine eye. Meaning, well. I could not see it. No where. Not a fucking trace.
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Re: A Question Of Perception by Jigg |
5-Mar-03/7:41 PM |
Yes, a song? Except it's about a chorus, bridge, and two verses shy. This is a fine freeverse and properly titled so.
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