tinyelvis

I feel like I have 85% of my life in order. The last 15% is really fucking hard tho.

It's been said, "It's a shame"

I have day off. Must enjoy day off. What should I do?

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What's the best place you've ever been?

Whats the coolest thing you've ever done?

Whats the coolest thing you thought was cool, but turned out to be lame?

What's the best sex you've ever had? Position? Was there choking/peeing/animals involved?

Whats the square root of 218?

What are bedroom eyes?

Best beer you've ever had?

When was the moment...
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What is the best food of ALL time? I really need to know, quickly. I's gots to get some FOOD!!!!!

Today is a good day. Get to do a show tonight then off to the bar with crazy ass actors/directors/designers/composers. Love this biz.

I'll bet you're the kind of guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the goddam common courtesy to give him a reach-around. I'll be watching you.

What is your major malfunction, numbnuts? Didn't Mommy and Daddy show you enough attention when you were a child?

You goddamned communist heathen, you had best sound off that you love the Virgin...
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I love gettin taken off others friends list! I love it! I really enjoy reading others journals, but some I have prolonged the AXE. Its just a fucking website! Ease up you douchebags!

Love,
The King of the Dipshits!
The Lord Humungus!
The Warrior of the Wasteland!
The Ayatollah of Rock and Rolla!
TinyElvis
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The day I get the nerve, is the fuckin day I consider myself not sick anymore~

Review: Play packs one big wallop

Rohan Preston, Star Tribune
February 7, 2005 PENUMBRA0207










There's a moment of convulsive lovemaking in "Slippery When Wet" when the characters' hearts and histories collide in one painful, high-pitch peel. They abruptly interrupt their union, tearing away in horror and recrimination. That scene, in which the feedback-style scream is provided by an off-stage musician, crystallizes both the artistry and...
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Why is everybody a fucking Cry-Baby?

I boobies!

The simple departure of ones self (drunkenness) paves the road to art. Art in the morning. Art in the evening. Art for supper time. Light is a wonderful medium. Playing with reflection, refraction, intensity, angle, impedance, color, movement, and timing turns my crank. This is what I do. I control nearly 125 lights from a single little crappy computer board. This board then controls each...
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