Archive for February, 2004

Happy Birfday, Raygunn

Saturday, February 21st, 2004

Even if you don't love Rachelle as much as I do (which is aleph sub omega, btw) you should at least take some time out of your daily grind to raise a glass and toast her transfinite cooliousity. It is the anniversery of her arrival on planet Earth, after all.

Here's to you, babe.

I love you.

Ultradyslexic Fuckstop Blues

Friday, February 20th, 2004

I got them Ultradyslexic Fuckstop Blues again,

Mama.

I saw a sign today

that said

“Help fight cystic fibrosis”

but I fucking swear

to God

for a second it said

“Help stop fisting cyborgs.”

But don’t stop me now,

Child.

‘Cuz given the past

couple of days

that really seemed like

the most

reasonable interpretation.

I guess I done snorted me

a big ol’ bolus of them

Ultradyslexic Fuckstop Blues,

Mama.