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John the retard.

That's what everybody called him.

John the retard that rode a three-wheeled bike around town.

Everyone would make fun of the bike. It looked like it had been assembled in a machine shop somewhere out of scrap pieces. Green and rust colored it was. It had a big old metal basket on the back too. I don't think the guy could ride...
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_michael:
nervousness has been traded in for reluctance.
fear has been traded in for apathy,
and my mouth is dry.
digdug:
What Did You Do?!?!!?
You stole 37's crown?!?!?!
How dare you!!!!!!
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Mutton Chops,
dandelion soup,
Milton Bradley and his bovine paradise
things to think to ingnore
the list goes on...

humor me, Chesire catty
you grin, you tell me.
tell me about the girl,
the green glass bottle
that you saw explode through her delicate fingers,
this broken young girl with a crooked spine,
by a stocky, leather-faced, musty
moth-eaten, wool wearing man of 30 going...
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wildsite:
cool. please write erotic poems for the words!

i like your shadow pic to.

B-)
joyrider:
fist fight in 11th grade:

breezeway at lunch. danny steps up, swinging because i flicked his ear in chem lab. i laugh he hits me. i hit him back. eventually we get broken up, sit in detention for a week.
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I traveled to San Jose
a pitstop at Half Moon Bay
saw little more than nothing
but I'm not complaining...

I thought of this on the way:

A warm, welcoming bed,
somewhere,
for mine cries 'lonely'
and complains that it's cold.

*rolls eyes*

I tell it not to worry
with my body
I will give you warmth
if you hold me up
we'll hide under...
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jjay:
Hey do you read all the this stuff anyway? You myfriend are the biggest thing on this site besides the naked girls...I think I've found a role model......maybe
thirsty:
hwilliams, monks, g. parsons? jesus.

it's not often one picks out a car crash soundtrack.

come down here when it's hot so we can laugh at architecture.

flat topped bldgs here are a funny in joke.

if you like physics and beer,

or even if you don't,

t
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First memory fragments:

I must have been three,
orange tanktop,
white shorts.

a trip to the beach,
coast of Japan
the sunlight diffused
getting closer to noon.

There was my my father,
he was wearing glasses,
smooth blonde hair
grey blue eyes.

There was my mother,
young, beautiful,
dark long hair,
big bright smile.

The three of us at the beach,
no one else was...
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thirtyseven:
that's all i ask for, my sweet love hangover. kiss
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"oooh...Boring."

**shadow puppet of a dog...walking**

"that's very funny."

**shadow puppet of two firemen on steroids doin' it**

"that's puuurdy."

**shadow puppet of Calvin Coolidge combing his hair**

"ahhhh!"

**shadow puppet of yesterday's sunrise**

"Bravo! Love that guy."

**shadow puppet of Herman Melville laughing after finishing the last chapter of MOBY DICK**

"She wasn't thinking that was she? Naughty girl."

**shadow puppet of Joan of...
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thirtyseven:
*barely audible*
uhm .. maybe .. ahm .. any phil collins song?
*bites lip and stares intently at intricate design on floor tiles*
earplug6947:
i also would have accepted: (voice from _poltergeist 2_)
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We stopped at an all night diner off another highway only twenty miles or so from where we carjacked the truck from the fella who may still be laying back there on the road, unconscious. Not that we really care about the guy. Once the road passes out of our vision, we are only concerned with the next bit of fun. Sound familiar? It should!...
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throatneedle:
Five Easy Pieces..good shit! Karen Black was so hot...
takeshi21:
You have some of my favorite journal entries. I have nothing more profound to say.
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Okay, it's a rarity, but the other night things on the highway got a little crazy.

When we're laying in the road our victims usually stop short of hitting us, Sometimes they swerve around us and keep going, swerve and crash into concrete barriers or poles, or swerve and fly into ditches. Most of the time they are too stunned to move or say anything...
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nudwig:
oh fuck my bad, got this confused with the instant messenger thingy
coygirl:
its such a shame that everyone in the world is in love with the boxman....i was hoping he could be my one and only Max.
frown

but i guess i can share....you are the coolest of the cool.
modern day oscar wilde and sinatra all wrapped up into one cute little box..(man that is)
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Well, spirits were good, in some cases bad, but regardless, I thought I'd call my opossum friend and explore some heavy traffic.

It was fairly late or early in the morning so the stretch of road we chose wasn't too busy. Drat. Sunday mornings, you know. Still, we liked how the dark hills appeared like mounds of shadows in front of the deep dark blue...
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thirtyseven:
riddle me this
riddle me that
throatneedle:
R-O-C-K in the U-S-A!
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This land is built on the back of a salmon. I'm convinced of this. I've heard stories and I believe every single one.

There's also a bear in charge that roams around this land. I wouldn't mess with him. Stay clear.

Today I will ride on the back of a turtle. Need to venture out a little, explore.

Tonight I shall return in good spirits...
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baphomatic:
YOU SAID:
and I quote,
"knock, knock
who's there?
r kelly
r kelly who
r kelly who pee'd on you
again you filthy little yellow fire hydrant!"

Does the retort suggest that the interloper is R Kelly himself, who has peed upon the unwitting recipient of the joke, or does it pose the question to R. Kelly himself, as to his own experience of urination recievership, possibly in early adolescense or in a past life. Or what if R Kelly's urine was knock on the door, sort of like the water creatures from the film Abyss, which also denotes Ed Harris' "water sports" fetishism, so he peed on Jim Carey, who in turn, traded spots with the salmon who bit me.
kamikazepilotgea:
marshmellow head today...but at least I have great eyebrows ;S
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Micky and Ratchet McSatchel stood near an embankment looking at the half eaten body of Fat Flabby Annie. With only moonlight above them, they could still tell it was her. One good thing about tattoos, they thought. They remarked how it was odd that she should be here when they thought she had moved to Sioux City Iowa sometime in April with her girlfriend Midge....
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dia:
I shall play the part of Jill, thank you. *curtesys* and runs off with the Academy Award, before anyone realizes this egregious mistake.
earplug6947:
what's your take on grandaddy?