Thursday, September 26, 2002

wussup chilling/working after grinding some kfc chicken/biscuit action. I also just reloaded my custom robotic panasonic 5 disc player. They were as follows. cmon children it's not so hard, just follow the yellow brick road.

And don't call me Shirley.

Last 5:

Eminem - The Eminem Show

Quiet Riot - The Randy Rhoads Years

Nas - Stillmatic

Iron Maiden - Powerslave

Cypress Hill - Stoned Raiders

Those cd's were like a splash of fresh perfume wafted just beyond the prime nose sensors, lingering like a whale at a buffet, harpooning mad dishes of ethereal marshmallows for that great roast that whether you know it or not, cowboy, it's coming. It's coming with a vengeance born of st. peter, left, right, posterior, anterior, and sucking apart all it encounters in a vortex of doom not even comprehended by early 40's pterodactyl. i mean, if the blowfish wants a ride to the graveyard, who am i to stand in the way of a jack russel terrier torching shotgun, kicks on the counter, idling by in neutral mode for eon on eon on on tv, but after selec. and after intellivision
special promo space invaders and tecmo bowl. if that's your cup of tea joe or metamucil. The art to your left and right, and the reason I have to spew brain matter for a little while longer, to take up the necessary space for them to nestle, is from the super-fantastic crossover story between batman's team, the outsiders, and robin's team, the teen titans, to battle a menace of simply incredulous proportions. The covers make a complete picture when put together, so use your imagination, kids, and move those blocks in your mind, feel the spiked boot of cold cruel reality settle on you when you realize that a polyhedron can be particulary dangerous around noontime.
Next 5:

Beastie Boys - Hello Nasty

No Doubt - The Beacon Street Collection

Cypress Hill - Skull & Bones (Skull disc)

Morrissey - Vauxhall and I

Kool Moe Dee - How Ya Like Me Now

ok i have to write a bunch more crap to make this look right, going with aesthetics over content today, folks. way too much content roun' these parts than what this community cares fer, to tell you the honest truth, mm-hmmmm. i mean, used to be a man could drag his tractor crawler from sun up till sun down and wouldn't be anybody else to say whisker but an old prison nurse waddling down in front of the donut shop. now that's not the shabookieville squadroneers the way i once knew em! it dang ain't. i mean the last storm that went through here, there were snakes and rabbits and possums, all makin' sex like, right there in the meadow. it was a profane sight and i'll carry it with me in my cranium till the day i meet the ol sunny brook farm cattle keeper known as yawhey. yawhy? cuz I yasaid so ya insane clown shoed son of a goatless mother.