Tuesday, August 11, 2009

even muther's need love... nah they don't they are just a bunch of...



Not sure if this will work very well or not. So I’ll start with it and if it bombs out I’ll just stop and post something else… well on second thought I know it will work I just don’t have the right thing in mind right at the moment … but I sort of do I’m just not in the right place mentally.

Ha

Yes I know there are some occasions when the planets or other celestial bodies align and I’m able to think clearly. Rare as that may be it does happen. On normal days it’s like a pack of ADHD squirrel hyped up on coffee and legal amphetamines confined in a really small space.

Like the saying goes if you put two solid steel balls in my head and then wait a day.

Then take an X ray.

One steel ball would be missing, the other would be broken and the squirrels would be like what are you sure there were two and wasn’t that one broken already, are you sure you were even here yesterday, I don’t know what the heck happened, there is cake, oh look a nickel. What are you here? The square root of 49729 is 223, no we didn’t cheat, yes we did, heavenly choir, did you know that 63 is the hexagram of snake eyes tattoo. The steel balls are in the case by the door where you left them when you came in.

I’m too nice for my own good, I’ve sent the muther’s day cards

Not those muthers the other muthers, the muthers you owe all your money too. Yeah they like cards every month.

I’ll work on the other thing for another time.

Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

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