Human Boot Gum!

We really are sticky stuff! 

A situation that grinds my nuts. 

Cock and Hole Music?

This is what I love the most!

Really, we are just living and giving and trying to survive or just stay alive. No one knows what lies on the other side. It's a guessing game for all to play and a mindboggling mystery that will be all our beings worth at the end of the last day. Don't forgot your bus pass if it worked for Christs sake, I'll be all in. But that's all just hear say for where we are now and who we are getting to become.

And where would we be without Tv and the internet. Take away Radiohead and everything else doesn't matter or nothing else matters. It's a metallic kinda thing. And sure, with that type of knowledge and the awareness of where you are now. and the joy that being a father or mother or grandmother or grandfather brings happiness and joy to every girl and boy and little babies who cry. is what makes people want to live love love love not money money money. It's always sunny, in a rich man's world or around the house in eighty shades of black and blue.

Because you didn't move quickly or do exactly as you were told to do? Is it really any wonder way God doesn't care. It's all a crock of poo poo, believe me, I tasted it. A bit heavy on the pallette. I had to wash it down, with this drink they called sour brown. I didn't really like it, and it smelled kinda funny. But I wasn't laughing. I had laundry to do and kids to look after. so so and so and so once again. Here we are now, alone in my room. Doing very nasty things as I write this to you. Life is a lesson. When you learn it, you're through.

It's as simple as that, and it's hard to explain. But if you catch my drift. We'll be on the same page. We are all Actors, life is our stage. Don't always go for a walk on part. There's more to life if you follow your heart and don't mind the eegits that get in your way. They are only trying to put their own life on display. You've got to understand that life is in no one elses hands after you leave the coop. When you're older you fend for yourself and your family. Then you will realise that life is worth living for the people who live life to love one another like we should without religion, war or hungry people with nowhere to sleep tonight.

Is God gone to sleep, sure you can't depend on anyone or anything and whatever God is. I know he's late. He was supposed to be here in the year 2000. And we would all be fully clothed and by the millions. He could do with us what was told. Strick some down and rise some up. I hope that he doesn't screw things up. I remember the last one. Oh my God, what a mess. I like it with my shirt off. I play with my chest. It helps me relax, because I've a lot on me plate. Sirloin steak, potatoes and veggies. It will be off to the jacks soon. To relieve myself. And a new me returns. Just like Jaysus, or the prodigal son. Where where you you little fecking so and so. And she'd give it a bit of that. And next I'd feel a slap. She was like Bruce Lee with that wooden spoon. I would do it all again and endure any pain.

If I could see my dear Mother, one last time once again. Well, to be honest. Mine is not dead yet and for that I am grateful. But it probably won't be long now. But she's not in a race or any type of hurry. She'll get there when the time is right. So don't speak too soon. I was just using it as an example. If you want more, I have ample! Or so I've been told, When the tournament starts and we all take our marks. Get set and ready. You've got to take it steady, crawl before you walk. Walk before you run. Then before you know it. You'll be dancing on the ceiling. With a happy feeling and a spliff in your gob. Oh what a fantastic job. You're really kinda handy. See you next week.

So get your filthy mind out of those dirty places. Wishes are held, and dreams are shattered. And we're out here fighting. With our backs against the Wall. Feeling very tiny, feeling very small. We need to weed out war, wear dirty underwear and can't tell if you're farted. Eew, you're not the only one. Every body does it every once in a while. But you are farting amazing. Yeah, you blow it up with style. Then, out of anger, and without anything but wonder. Of what might happen next it's detrimental to our existence we build on them blocks and we passed them on to the next generations so we can prosper as as a race of human Nature.