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The Project

Member since 2007 · Posted 16 Feb 2009 · 4 comments

that's how to work it, peel it off like branches from a tree. that's how it's done. carry that branchless tree, staggering from post to post like a drunken man; and when you're finished you can stick that trunk in a prefab hole, and nail your declaration to it like nailin' jello to a wall ' jello to a wall.

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[7] Bill Z Bub 16-Feb-09/5:09 PM Reply

I know a few prefab holes I'd like to stick my trunk into. they say it feels like warm jello pie... but like this poem it always leaves me feeling a bit empty, and wanting more. Here's an 7 for the intrigue.

[n/a] malpaso 24-Feb-09/9:27 AM Reply

'always'? you mean like everytime you read it? how sweet!!!!

[7] Bill Z Bub › malpaso 3-Mar-09/10:04 AM Reply

Ah you got me there. I read this every night before I go to sleep, and dream of sweet naked posts in jello.

[6] nentwined 5-Mar-09/9:46 PM Reply

I think I need the same drugs as you to feel this right. Still, better than a lot of crap that gets nailed to the wall.