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Sunday Dec 12, 2004

Dec 12, 2004
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Blank guns fire off rounds into you as you just stand there in the super market isle looking at the line to check out. I slowly turn my head and face you as I see you still standing there with a blank look on your face and a shopping cart full of items. the lights go out except for the headlights of cars outside, the glare blinds you temporarily while you push the cart down the isles.I shoot you full of blanks as you walk on, firing off each round into you.If this was real the mathematics of angles and results you would cause the accountant to crawl back into the fetal position and lie shaking and these headlights flicker and the batteries are dying. A freezer door opens up and the cold shakes your hand while you walk by. I wonder about things too much while I lay there with my blank gun at my side. I can say something under dying headlights but their time is running out as i reload my blanks and look for aim inside the window. I run down the isle chasing you as the headlights click rounds off, your shopping cart stops and you stop, i take a shot but this time it wasn't fake. I look down at my shoe and notice under the headlights that I have killed you this time. You get up with a limp and continue down the isle once more while i fire off more blanks into you but this time i turn into the headlights and run screaming. My head is on the ground throbbing from your foot resting on it, the headlights are now dead.
perhapsevil:
Am I trying to make sense of something that is non-sensical (shut up i know that's not a word).
I don't think anyone would buy or listen to that cd unless they were dancing around a fire and biting off chicken heads.
I was in the mood for some really gritty, harmonica driven, roadhouse, Louisiana blues, kinda like Muddy Waters and that popped up into my search.
Guest DJ? Are you mocking me?
Dec 13, 2004
cynicminded:
surreal
Dec 13, 2004

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