garamondyo:
polaroid work
Goddamit piece of shit.
got my pee pee smacked by Fox security guard today as I found out exactly what they're capable of when you flilp them off.
dude. yikes.
got my pee pee smacked by Fox security guard today as I found out exactly what they're capable of when you flilp them off.
dude. yikes.
guitargeek:
Dude, what the fuck?
jeremyscareme:
You, you you!!!! - It's YOU ... here.
neato.
neato.
Just cruising through YEKNOMYKNUF's joint and remembered finding this epic poem in a Playboy when I was in high school.
Anyone who's interested in Shel Silverstein's darker side should read it. Good times.
Also
This is a classic
and
This one's good-ish, too
Oh yeah, and Happy VD
Anyone who's interested in Shel Silverstein's darker side should read it. Good times.
Also
This is a classic
and
This one's good-ish, too
Oh yeah, and Happy VD
everyone should go and grab a copy of Richard Thompson singing '52 Vincent Black Lightning.
wyatt:
Welcome to SGMC!
I learned to ride on an 81 silverwing, belonged to a highschool buddy of mine. I got an '83 Shadow 750 lightly used, and we rode to Florida from Philly. When we got back, I swapped out my laundry, kissed my folks, and rolled up to Canada solo, and got back in time for 12th grade to start. I've been riding as far as time will allow ever since.
I learned to ride on an 81 silverwing, belonged to a highschool buddy of mine. I got an '83 Shadow 750 lightly used, and we rode to Florida from Philly. When we got back, I swapped out my laundry, kissed my folks, and rolled up to Canada solo, and got back in time for 12th grade to start. I've been riding as far as time will allow ever since.
these days i just want to motherfucking misbehave.
wyatt:
Got your app to SG Motorcycles. Please post in MY journal a little bit about what you ride, where, how long you've been riding, etc. If you don't currently ride, say something about why you should be a member of SGMC anyway. Anything to let me know you're actually interested in SGMC will do. If you know a current SGMC member, have him/her leave me a note in my journal.
Thanks.
Thanks.
Well.
That's fucking over.
Sheesh.
That's fucking over.
Sheesh.
No! there have been no missives from the epicenter of I'm Freaking Out. There's no hunger. Only tribes. Tribes of me. I am the Chockataw Jew! I am the Lakota Mongol! I am the Furious Cree Presbyterian! I am the proud sovereign of this great hill in Silverlake. From the naked oozing methadone cafeterias of the flower district to the gleaming beacon of truth and...
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fatality:
Welcome to the Halo!
"THE SHINY BALLAD OF THE EXPURGATION OF THE DIGESTIVE BYWAYS OF GARAMOND THE NARROW" -
a fantasia in three acts and seven days
ACT ONE - The Mouth of the Beast
ACT TWO - The Belly of the Whale
ACT THREE - Sphincter, yo
ACT I, day 1
Today I begin! New Year! Clean ass!
The fast goes for seven days during which one drinks...
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a fantasia in three acts and seven days
ACT ONE - The Mouth of the Beast
ACT TWO - The Belly of the Whale
ACT THREE - Sphincter, yo
ACT I, day 1
Today I begin! New Year! Clean ass!
The fast goes for seven days during which one drinks...
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margot_dent:
ahhh my roommate tried to get me to do that last year.
my love of coffee and french fries prohibits it.
best of luck to you, though.
my love of coffee and french fries prohibits it.
best of luck to you, though.
garamondyo:
dig it!
In this room I can or have done all I will. Aside from a painful and unremarkable juvenalia this room, along with a correspondent above my father's garage, becomes mine. My trophies are interred here forgetting their names along with the remnants of other ambitions: boxes of stereos long since tossed, a rowing machine from the Middle Dinkins Era, a palm tree I think has...
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ever get on one of those jags where you just don't want to sleep at all?
things're the same here
the pants're just pants and
the beer is just beer
everything smells like an old tongue
things're the same here
the pants're just pants and
the beer is just beer
everything smells like an old tongue
well,
sakes alive.
I'm 32 and thank you for the messages! I'm glad to know I was missed!
went back to UK.
tattooed in Belfast by Skull
Thanksgiving in Hawaii with very new and fantastic squeeze.
Tonight LA looks beautiful and quiet.
The ghetto birds might have gone to Cabo for the Holidays.
Me I pack up for Maine in a few weeks.
have one...
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sakes alive.
I'm 32 and thank you for the messages! I'm glad to know I was missed!
went back to UK.
tattooed in Belfast by Skull
Thanksgiving in Hawaii with very new and fantastic squeeze.
Tonight LA looks beautiful and quiet.
The ghetto birds might have gone to Cabo for the Holidays.
Me I pack up for Maine in a few weeks.
have one...
Read More