| Re: a comment on The truth about our friend Horus by Sir.Psycho.Sexy |
15-Aug-03/2:51 PM |
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| Re: a comment on The truth about our friend Horus by Sir.Psycho.Sexy |
15-Aug-03/2:50 PM |
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Hey Nentwined... guess what? NO.
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| Re: The truth about our friend Horus by Sir.Psycho.Sexy |
15-Aug-03/2:49 PM |
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No. Could you send me some tit pictures though?
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| Re: A look at Horus8 by Sir.Psycho.Sexy |
15-Aug-03/2:48 PM |
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I think sue has fat boobs what do you think, and guess what? NO. lol.
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| Re: a comment on Rearview mirrors by horus8 |
15-Aug-03/1:10 PM |
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I have 'No' friends, so my answer has to be, no.
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| Re: a comment on Rearview mirrors by horus8 |
15-Aug-03/1:09 PM |
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| Re: a comment on Rearview mirrors by horus8 |
15-Aug-03/1:08 PM |
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| Re: a comment on Fuck Me Like Love Fucks Me (changed) by Son Of A Bitch |
15-Aug-03/1:00 PM |
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| Re: a comment on Lord of the Swines by <{Baba^Yaga}> |
13-Aug-03/5:48 PM |
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GODNO! sir, i have not snickered since umm, well, for a while while, while. since the last time Wile E. Coyote last won.
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| Re: a comment on Pencil Dust [revised] by SupremeDreamer |
11-Aug-03/3:31 AM |
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Can you reacquaint me with your old bangs?
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| Re: a comment on Pencil Dust [revised] by SupremeDreamer |
11-Aug-03/3:28 AM |
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That's a hell of a thing to say knowing I have no legs.
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| Re: a comment on On Haiku by heart |
11-Aug-03/3:09 AM |
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Exactly, very good point.
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| Re: Pina Colada Belle by Don-Quixote |
11-Aug-03/12:25 AM |
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A superb piece, and very fresh. One of my favourites of yours. be proud, good work.
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| Re: bitterness to tenderness to endlessness by Crakyamuni |
11-Aug-03/12:21 AM |
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This poem has a familiarity to it that I can't quite put my finger on. Probably because, it happened to me just like that once.
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| Re: Playa been caught in their games. (revised/new) by LuckyJoe |
11-Aug-03/12:16 AM |
Sore on the eyes huh? You should see what it did to my tissue collection.
"Inside your bed a naked love toy lays,
About to fall to knees break down over weighted,"
Okay, bear with me here. Is it just me? Or do others see an obese housewife accidentilly bottoming out on a giant 5 speed nob veined vibrator?".
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| Re: a comment on The Cereal Killer Blues by <{Baba^Yaga}> |
11-Aug-03/12:08 AM |
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Yeah, it was my guess to begin with that no one would have the balls to try. Of course dark Angel will come over and do some bombastic parody called " Butt plugging Henry Miller " and maybe one other but overall no one cares to take chances really anymore except for Settle who is on his way over right now to stay on a layover from Japan. That kid can write three ways to China left handed and his ideas are just hilarious. i'll ask him to kill a Nun for me with a weed wacker. Imagine, he's currently doing a treatise on a "Peach" Lol.
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| Re: Happiness & Old Age by Caducus |
10-Aug-03/11:31 PM |
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| Re: On Haiku by heart |
10-Aug-03/11:27 PM |
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| Re: Social Geeks and Christians by SP REYNOLDS |
10-Aug-03/10:14 PM |
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Hey cheeks! I miss you, how are you?
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| Re: a comment on How we found Jesus by Jeremi B. Handrinos |
10-Aug-03/9:50 PM |
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As soon as I have the confidence and discipline that a task of that nature requires. I have quite a few short storys in progress now. We'll see what they evolve into. I think I'll have about five scripts under my arm soon. Unfortunately, on friday I recieved a devastating blow by losing a script rewrite deal for 20,000$ I was really counting on it to live on, and support me and my family while I was working on my top secret vehicle currently called "Shen~Ring" at the same time (Something me and my friend wrote for me to star in and pitch to Miramax) I also wanted to finish my autobiography and memoires, and edit together some tight poetry manuscripts of my best work for competition, but I really need an editor and a literary agent to do that and even a lot of the other stuff too as far as my writing goes. So I'm shopping around for that currently. Now that I am recovering from the shock of working so long and hard on a piece for free in order to earn a long term secure writing job at a reputable production company and join society? And then the floor goes bye bye. So I just don't know when now. Thank god I have a movie role approaching to concentrate on for a friend of mine at AFI, and my music and songwriting offers fabulous opportunities to just take off and play the blues and ride in dirty vans and busses for crap money shit booze and stepped on drugs out of the hand of stepped on Back stage daughter and over made up mothers in acid wash jeans with mullets. that's always a gas. It helps to get away from the swollen testicles and wrinkled cunts of the older literary circles that are constantly taking my legs out from under me because, they are afraid of letting go of their utter unimaginative poorly observed poetic stylings that are absolutely doing nothing that history has come to expect from poetry. There hasn't been a real poet around since DA Levy died in Cleveland. Now these old farts won't even let go for a second. It's a pattern of paying your dues that's timeless and riddled with Buggers, Old money, Nepatism and constant favours for friends while the rest of us just wait for a slot with our thumb up a Jews ass drinking Latte Soy thing a ma bobbys. I just laugh about how funny it's going to be as their rights are stripped from them year after year by corrupt politicians while they are all still oblivious and playing cribbage and writing about birds and their stupid fucking Ivy league brats and the club house. Enjoy it while you can and thank god for Alzheimers.
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