Friday, September 19, 2008


Can't run to the top of the gurney with a girl named Fannie can you see? Go home and vacate a game of horny toads with a van of girls named Jane and Barry. How long till we have a chance to be what we are and eat what we want and go where we are going to go with a toad and a band of lanced boils. To make sense of anything you must lose a sense of everything. It's late and I can't sleep...

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