1/5/11

2/3/11 - an experiment

who gives a fuck not me shoot me hey hello what am i really don't tell me anything okay let's just get it done real fast and i kicked that dog for seven miles so help me god i am miley cyrus listen to me oh joseph my sweet joseph lift me up at 1129 why don you watch me scream into this pipe and hear it respond like a manic melon ha ho ha ho milk that midget with both hands k i don sesversver esvd desverv deserve this mom okay choco brownie hands

okay now lez get 2 tha meat of dis whole exchange yo so bedrock sheets and ham cooks between rubbed rhododendrites n squashed testosterone two slices of bread head ted medical student harpooned dandelion squares and cakes for all of these people and for the purpose of discovering the meat of all these bears heyyy! :) alrighty i sometimes hate those bears but i know in the end they'll scream and crush each other hhhhhh melting my face with lasers and jolts of gelatinous acidic pulp and i am king and let's talk about these covers they are so warm and comfy i just want to hold you forever under them and feel you against me you make me feel whole i have these chopsticks and i want to give them to you, you know base bass

mitch

breathing broth breads twisted tunneled chambers connecting vast interstellar networks so as to ham it up as they say mikels nickels trim these hedges trim these beards and trim these overhanging sausages so that my eyes can see kontinue the kontinuum cranial sector crammed crushed glass spread all out into the endless deserts and picked up into the heavens mmm mmm mmmmmm can you spell flaming faggot hilahila chopped liver blame me for all of your failed endeavors heeheehee tropical jammed jason build me a fort out of twigs but make it a big one so that i can have a place to sleep and peel my fingernails clean off and lie down on my futon and gaze into the ceiling cracks channeling circuits and circuit-like traveling routes into the void and exploding them with your exploding powers jjjjzzzzzhhhhhiiissssssssssss----

it's a beautiful world we live in but sometimes we hang ourselves from posts and dip our feet in tar or something or something or something my lips can't move so i can't talk lol okay now remember one thing and one thing only i am a giraffe that that that is all you really need to know about me it's really simply as that just count and crumble as you count so that you descend into fast-moving chunky jello rivers wobbling as you sink down down and down some more cheep cheep i'm a bird questions and answering them via various methods cellists are so good at playing the cello and that is a skill that is necessary to continue on your journey to paradise these hats won't all fit on my head at once who do you think you are to help me lift my arms into the air and say some things to me about grass and conglomerates of floral textures dripping into puddles colors congealing and mixing into a dribbling mass of material now her it is the one and only kelp we can now devote the rest of our lives to saving these kelp and live all over town in small private rooms and cheer on the new ages

you are a fast tickler and a talented cellist i commend all your hard efforts to avoid perilous constructions carnivorous bleeding piglet and harangued throbbing skunk brain knit me a blanket out of your own teeth as long as they keep growing back it should be fine and it would really mean a lot to me so if you would just do it thatwouldbegreat teehee i am buried underneath all of these robotic paper shields and complex connections with alternate dimensions i support you and your campaign against trapeze tantrums goodnight julia goodnight

milt alto i cram these crumbs into your hat and tell you stories about the good ol days when there was a trail leading up to the tallest mountain and tendrils extending into the boiling depths but there aren't any more happy people in this terrible terrible world hahahahahaha so what's new son i want to talk about helping people out by harpooning their loved ones okay but i want to bury you in lint just kidding just my limbs are aching so hard i can barely tap the insides of your boot-soles rotten lamps and truths of charities across the burning landscape and stretching around each of the hairs on my little fat head i want to tell you about my time in the sea it was good alright there's one more thing to say and that is carve your name into one of the walls thanks goodnight


pale palindrome putrid plethora i am god i seek something other than being together with all of my favorite hats once again father come close to me and tell me about your childhood and all the rat races and let us pertain to physical well-being i should probably eat some food it's noon already create a trail of diamond dust and name it ned goodnight