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the first thing i did was burn all
my Charles Bukowski books. I
got the finfoil out and spread it
on the floor. Ripped the books
filthy innards of plankton-literature
into small pieces and struck a
match. I turned out the lights and
watched the flames along with some
home super 8 movies I had made
while under the influence of this life
I've decided to change. The movies
were typical gore slash shit along with
puppets fucking, oh and the psychic TV-
raghjasb -like effect of Arty subjects
turning and floating about in a meaningful
surealistic sense. bullshit, it was
like watching a realestate seminar, but
it set a nice background for my MTV
Direction towards god. God. God.
God. Im crosslegged, rosary to
my right bible to my left. the left
of m, Bible to the right, here I am
stuck in the middle with you". stuck in the
middle with you.' who sang that song?
Atlanta Rythm Section? steve miller,
UM, God. Atlanta Rythm Section
has the dorkiest looking members, that
one guy with greasy oig fat hair, and
Black Rimmed Glasses. But the
stupiest looking 70's Rock star has to
be that one guy in Slade. the fucker
cut his bangs so high up on his forehead.
"He looks like Woody from the bay city
Rollers." I Kknow this kid in Aberdeen
who looks exactly like Woody. Jesus you
wouldn’t believe it, the same teethand
nose , it's not sad it's just funny
I would love to look like Woody, then
I could start my band and play
Saturday Night live. "was kiss on
Saturday Night live? NAW the co they
couldn't have, people fans would have trashed
the studio & beat up Don Pardo, and
raped Lorraine Newman. I would love
to be those kids on the back of kiss
alive, the ones holding the banner.
Kiss. I don't even like Kiss.
Rock Trivia. God im so sick
of Rock Trivia, big deal it's like
what am i gonna do when Im old,
if i already know everything about
Rock-n-Roll by the time im 19?
God only knows aorlydays there's
no facts to be learned about all these
worthless Ripoff Nostalgic bands. of the 80's.
OH yeah i decided to eventually
become an H addict and slowly decty
on the streets of Idaho. or some
middle of the road ### state like that.
Ill be so bored that ill just head
about what I lived thru and purposely
stayed naive, bacause you mR Rock
critic are gonna be Bored when your old.
Bored Bored Bored. So am I so are
old people today. I don't want a
granddaughter of mine changing my soiled
Rubber underwear while I suck on Ry-krisp,
clinging to extence just so I can
reminice about my life as a professional
Reminiscent.Besides, my memory
is already shot, from too much Pot
smoking a few years back. I saw
these Hippies on the merve Griffin show
claiming they had nasal sprays wich
would increase youve memory, I also
saw this couple who swore, with the
proper training, "you can have up to 10
orgasms before ejaculating, sure
if you tie a rubber band to the end.
All this wonderfully important
deep thought hindered me from realizing
that the entire house was filled
with smoke from the Charles Bukowski
books, and a very nice sized flame
had spread to the curtains, which alarmed
me I had only a few minutes to
get out of the house, so much for God.
my Charles Bukowski books. I
got the finfoil out and spread it
on the floor. Ripped the books
filthy innards of plankton-literature
into small pieces and struck a
match. I turned out the lights and
watched the flames along with some
home super 8 movies I had made
while under the influence of this life
I've decided to change. The movies
were typical gore slash shit along with
puppets fucking, oh and the psychic TV-
raghjasb -like effect of Arty subjects
turning and floating about in a meaningful
surealistic sense. bullshit, it was
like watching a realestate seminar, but
it set a nice background for my MTV
Direction towards god. God. God.
God. Im crosslegged, rosary to
my right bible to my left. the left
of m, Bible to the right, here I am
stuck in the middle with you". stuck in the
middle with you.' who sang that song?
Atlanta Rythm Section? steve miller,
UM, God. Atlanta Rythm Section
has the dorkiest looking members, that
one guy with greasy oig fat hair, and
Black Rimmed Glasses. But the
stupiest looking 70's Rock star has to
be that one guy in Slade. the fucker
cut his bangs so high up on his forehead.
"He looks like Woody from the bay city
Rollers." I Kknow this kid in Aberdeen
who looks exactly like Woody. Jesus you
wouldn’t believe it, the same teethand
nose , it's not sad it's just funny
I would love to look like Woody, then
I could start my band and play
Saturday Night live. "was kiss on
Saturday Night live? NAW the co they
couldn't have, people fans would have trashed
the studio & beat up Don Pardo, and
raped Lorraine Newman. I would love
to be those kids on the back of kiss
alive, the ones holding the banner.
Kiss. I don't even like Kiss.
Rock Trivia. God im so sick
of Rock Trivia, big deal it's like
what am i gonna do when Im old,
if i already know everything about
Rock-n-Roll by the time im 19?
God only knows aorlydays there's
no facts to be learned about all these
worthless Ripoff Nostalgic bands. of the 80's.
OH yeah i decided to eventually
become an H addict and slowly decty
on the streets of Idaho. or some
middle of the road ### state like that.
Ill be so bored that ill just head
about what I lived thru and purposely
stayed naive, bacause you mR Rock
critic are gonna be Bored when your old.
Bored Bored Bored. So am I so are
old people today. I don't want a
granddaughter of mine changing my soiled
Rubber underwear while I suck on Ry-krisp,
clinging to extence just so I can
reminice about my life as a professional
Reminiscent.Besides, my memory
is already shot, from too much Pot
smoking a few years back. I saw
these Hippies on the merve Griffin show
claiming they had nasal sprays wich
would increase youve memory, I also
saw this couple who swore, with the
proper training, "you can have up to 10
orgasms before ejaculating, sure
if you tie a rubber band to the end.
All this wonderfully important
deep thought hindered me from realizing
that the entire house was filled
with smoke from the Charles Bukowski
books, and a very nice sized flame
had spread to the curtains, which alarmed
me I had only a few minutes to
get out of the house, so much for God.
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