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MAY 1, 2006 @ 03:25 PM | 2 COMMENTS


I'm not dead...Thought I'd let you know... smile
APRIL 10, 2006 @ 06:13 AM | 3 COMMENTS


Ah, nothing like a case of severe toothache to have your ass up n' at 'em before the crack of dawn...I think I'd rather have my pee-hole soldered shut than to endure this kind of pain...I took a fistful of tylenol gelcaps...I think I can feel the pain starting to subside now...Bad news is, I can feel my stomach lining deteriorate from the more than recommended dosage of gelcaps... frown

Looks like it's time to break down and go see someone...Can't keep popping pills all day...or wait...No, I can't keep popping pills all day...
APRIL 5, 2006 @ 02:35 PM | NO COMMENTS


Yes...Yes...I know...I know...More lyrics, but this time they're my own...

"An Eye For An Eye Makes the Whole World Blind, That's What Gandhi Said When He Was Alive"

1st VERSE:
I still recall, it was not that long
An old man sittin' on his front lawn
Smokin' Chesterfields. Drinkin' Milwaukee's Best

He said, son mark my words, there will come a time
when some sombitch will sleep with your wife
You'll ache to the bones, and yearn to put a slug in her chest

CHORUS TEASER:
But an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind,
that's what Gandhi said when he was alive
And I'm sure you'd agree, he'd want us to all get along.

2nd VERSE:
He said, you're bound to settle down. Just remember one thing
that gold around her finger ain't nothin' but a ring.
Every dog has it's day. And all good things must come to an end.

But if you both do your best, that's the best you can do.
Don't ever be afraid to try on the other's shoes.
Communication is key, when it's the key to your heart that you give.

CHORUS:
And an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind,
that's what Gandhi said when he was alive
And I'm sure you'd agree, he'd want us to all get along.

Well "No Woman, No Cry", but then Bob Marley died.
We cried inside, but then we all got high.
And we sat down and wrote, our own "Redemption Song"

BRIDGE:
In the twilight, of my life
it's not wise
to be blind.

3rd VERSE:
Well, I still recall, it was not that long
An old man sittin' on his front lawn
Smokin' Chesterfields. Drinkin' Milwaukee's Best

Such a withered old man, selling such sage advice.
So I took his advice and I added some of mine,
Gonna give it to you now. Comin' to you live in a song...

CHORUS
And an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind,
that's what Gandhi said when he was alive
And I'm sure you'd agree, he'd want us to all get along

Oh "Sweet Child O' Mine", I'm "Once Bitten Twice Shy"
It's "Bad Medicine", but you're my "Cherry Pie"
"Every Rose Has A Thorn", and "You Don't Know What You've Got 'Til It's Gone"


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MARCH 29, 2006 @ 05:23 PM | 2 COMMENTS


late night and early morning low clouds
with a chance of fog
chance of showers into the afternoon
with variable high cloudiness
and gusty winds, gusty winds
at times around the corner of
Sunset and Alvarado
things are tough all over
when the thunder storms start
increasing over the southeast
and south central portions
of my apartment, I get upset
and a line of thunderstorms was
developing in the early morning
ahead of a slow moving coldfront
cold blooded
with tornado watches issued shortly
before noon Sunday, for the areas
including, the western region
of my mental health
and the northern portions of my
ability to deal rationally with my
disconcerted precarious emotional
situation, it's cold out there
colder than a ticket taker's smile
at the Ivar Theatre, on a Saturday night
flash flood watches covered the
southern portion of my disposition
there was no severe weather well
into the afternoon, except for a lone gust of
wind in the bedroom
in a high pressure zone, covering the eastern
portion of a small suburban community
with a 103 and millibar high pressure zone
and a weak pressure ridge extending from
my eyes down to my cheeks cause since
you left me baby
and put the vice grips on my mental health
well the extended outlook for an
indefinite period of time until you
come back to me baby is high tonight
low tomorrow, and precipitation is
expected
MARCH 27, 2006 @ 01:43 AM | 4 COMMENTS


A man walks into a bar and spots a very attractive woman...He buys her a couple of drinks, and the two really hit it off...Shortly after, he follows her to her appartment and when she invites him in, he is surprised to see dozens, and dozens of teddy bears lining her shelves...A little off-put, he forges ahead as planned, and the couple soon finds themselves spending the wee hours of the night engaged in hot, passionate sex...In the morning, the man awakes and inquires of his performance...After a moment of hesitation the woman replies...."You can take anything from the bottom shelf..."
MARCH 25, 2006 @ 09:56 PM | 4 COMMENTS


If you hate to laugh, whatever you do....DON'T click here...

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/dontdrinkwithyourfriends.html

Anyone wind up like that this weekend?

MARCH 24, 2006 @ 08:33 AM | 5 COMMENTS


Ahhhhhhhhh....Friday at last.....Wait...It is Friday isn't it?....
MARCH 21, 2006 @ 01:01 AM | 7 COMMENTS


I've said it once, and I'll say it again...Whenever you go to your cd collection, and you're standing there stumped, because you just can't decide what to listen to....Go with the Rolling Stones...Most likely any one'll do...And once it's in, it's always the right choice...

Here, make yourself a cd/playlist...

01. Sway
02. Dead Flowers
03. Stray Cat Blues
04. The Spider & The Fly
05. Far Away Eyes
06. Torn & Frayed
07. Jig-saw Puzzle
08. 2000 Man
09. Saint of Me
10. Beast of a Burden (acoustic if you can find it)
11. Moonlight Mile
12. Sweet Virginia
13. Salt of the Earth

There you have it...A gem if I do say so my own damn self...Seriously, put THOSE songs in THAT order and you got your self a key ingredient to a potential, above average evening...In or out...

MARCH 19, 2006 @ 03:25 PM | 5 COMMENTS



Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the tale
Well he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail
Dancing in the Birmingham jail

He took a hundred dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe
Brought a brand new Michigan twenty-gauge
He got all liquored up on that road house corn
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette

He bought a second-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
And dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco
With a pawnshop radio, quarter past four
He left Waukegan at the slamming of the door
Left Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

He's sitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood
Soaking day-old bread in kerosene
Well he was blue as a robin's egg and brown as a hog
He's staying out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired
Out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired

Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone
He never get up in the morning on a Saturday
Sitting by the Erie with a bull-whipped dog
Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way, boys"
Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way"

Now the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof
And the Burlington Northern pulling out of the world
Now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
A Gun Street girl was the cause of it all

Well he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane
He was pulling into Baker on a New Year's Eve
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door

Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row
Smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes
With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair
Well they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

Banging on the table with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

"Gun Street Girl" by Tom Waits
MARCH 15, 2006 @ 03:11 PM | 5 COMMENTS


Well, that's just about it....I'll be moving the last couple of boxes, clothes, guitars n' such this weekend...The new place is way nicer....Damn near the Ramada compared to where I was staying...Change was long overdue...And hey, there's internet...

~(R)~
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