st_eve_bc

I want to be a funkadelic

how about you

I want to wear clothes that glow at night

hand me a bong or shrooms

what

what

what

no really i cant here you dude

huh

huh

huey lewis and the news

chaka khan!




---four wheel drive is it dead or alive must have been one of those wild onion peddal to the metal heads suck venomous bites for the lightly scented lemon aprodesiac mediciney after taste there is no master race my mind is cold sandwhich case wrapped in bunch elastic faced spastic crusaders with capes villians with cowls desperate house mates chronically dying at expidited half off discounted only today rates

bas, ket , ball ... basketball is my favorite sport , like to dribble up and down the court

people people, I am a product of vaginal waste I make haste corraling my cow paste whilst cowering in my 8 x 10 space of personal anxieties and cosmicly soap operate on me doctor please

somebody get me a squirt gun

a glue stick

some rayon under garments

not a german nihilst with a pet marmet

no I am but loley crotch itching self addicting communist bitch

red rover free range molar patroler

lunar wedding planner

escape to with mountain goat

butt off all the pokles

faced with a burdan sheathed in my in action

a never ending water rocket to the sun


::all praise me:::

Kevin Eubanks to the voice of God

*remember people, God is my self concious"



"come on, its a put on, a ruse... he's using film references, reading hunter s thompson, quoting the simpsons, making us read is slop"

grab a mop, if this was printed I would imagine it would soak up all the giz I whipped up excorcizing my right to speak

or type akwardly silent

MCGanghi - signing off