Monday, January 2, 2012

Eulogy

Okay all you pricks,
Buckle the fur up cuz it's gonna be a bumpy ride. The events came to fruition! It looks likely that I will live past 27 and thus will hopefully transcend the 27th year curse which befalls many greats. Thus, I am lead to believe that I will survive into moments which many will come to know. How? By the ascension of time through the medium of script? English script 2.0. You may say my prior attempts where in beta but I think I found my deranged voice by not caring who I offend. Fur you all and you're naive pretentious bull shot wounds. I am a vigilante, a teacher, a poet, a scholar and a gentle man. Never forget that as I mind fur your skull with the works which I will bestow to you once I see a demand for my voice .. my influence .. I wont sing you fuzzy little dreams to coo you to sleep or tell you if you look fat in a dress? If you have to ask then you doubt.. ahem... I digress from my shadowy past till I get some feedback. I apologize in advance if you are offended by my crass tongue but what can I say? My hide is thick, I was a smoker for many years.. still am battling this demon but I think I've on the cusp of this. No more punishment for the sins of my forefathers. I will right damn you, write? Anyways, This will be my last publicly published work till I have both some feedback and some mews. Anything to know I will hopefully be able to contribute more to society than merely reproducing. Demonstrating good intention, karma and documenting the words which freely bounce around in my mind. Don't mind me, I lost it somewhere along the way but I've got wheels now and am offering a lift. If I can afford I may get a bus.. yeah, one of those pimp pink pinata types with indoor plumbing and satellite TV for the whole family to be watched. As HST said, there's no such thing as paranoia, just ignorance. Anyways, I'm feeling the end of this so I'll be brief frank lee jr. Subscribe and if my outlaw gonzo styled stammering tantalize your pleasure centers; press enter on the center of the box to subscribe. I'm no scribe but I'll divide the diatribe I describe if des nuts are mine. Fur SO that's all for now until I meet my quota by choice or necessity.
Cheers, mahalo, kudos and remember:
Res Ipsa Loquitur bitches