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fuck off ... don't leave!

Wait a minute you bastard!

Personal responsibility is such a drag...

I do appreciate the poetry!

VW

I'm wondering now whether Chain Gang's "Metallands" was a sequel to Flipper's "Way of the World." The songs definitely seem to share a theme, and some lyrics (most obviously- "that's the way of the world"). Generic Flipper is a pretty incredibly open, simple, gutsy and frank album, lyrically. They say more in twenty common words, carefully rearranged and diced, than most punk bands now could say in twenty albums.

France loves Canadians. Everyone does, silly.

And as I get my porn on the internet, it doesn't really matter.

My wires are crossed...and the static bleeds through the backs of my gums.....Ho hum what a morning--I am reminded of my childhood youth--not only a great band in Faust--but a great cmic to boot....gotta love a sadistic killer who sings Christmas carols while enacting enviceration.......ba rumba bum bum...

There's more hate going on towards her than is warranted, I'm sure the majority of it based in pure misogyny. Lemonkid's right, she committed a crime... but the bottom line is this-- Bush and Cheney are guiltier, but she's a more convenient and manageable target.
Haiti... Shi'ites hating Kurds... idle Kerry/ Bush clatter of no substance... Cheney's kid selling out gays (the shit people do for family, chrrrrrist)... violent Christ movie boffo at cinema... unnecessary focus on Stewart with other corporate goons chilling in their "bankrupcty" mansions made from employee life-savings...

...one has to wonder what Hunter S. would say about it all...

WWHSTS?

I think it was cream of crab soup... but then, like black teenagers, seafood is the unfairly-profiled-suspect food item, isn't it? I mean, do I suspect Girl Scout cookies? Noooo, it's always the shellfish that get the blame!

Having admitted that it could've been Girl Scout cookies, mashed potatoes, or just an airborne virus, I will continue to be a food-bigot and suspect the seafood.

I don't want to spout off a lot to people about the Stewart case. I just think it's overblown; I'm trying to not learn more about it because I'm sick of it already. She isn't putting toxins in our drinking water or food, and there are companies that do these things knowingly; she lied about some stuff, and has paid a large financial toll for doing so (I heard an estimate of $400 million in legal expenses and financial losses due to the case). Jail just seems unwarranted, considering how many date-rapists, molestors, etc. leave courtrooms scot-free.

Any man who has the time and and discipline to study the polar bear cub with intense detail...must be talking to himself in the market by now.

i think you and i need to have a "come to jesus" talk........ that what my dad always said before he beat my ass....... dusty+ kurtz= disaster.......

No Childrens album would be complete without the vital remix of: Mr Fred Rodgers service record and confirmed kill total read aloud to the backdrop of pop rocks in a bowl of soda while the wind howls through the mix-

The leaves have fallen
and there's no asians to put the load on
Your parents are plum tired
from picking other peoples bones clean
Be a good sport
and rake up those autumn droppings
you could pretend like it's an R-Rated movie
and snort pixie sticks like Tony Montana
cause fantasy is so cool
this reality stuff is totally gay
the fall can be pretty sweet
it's really close to christmas
you could put up some cheap lights in the yard
put up an image of family while your at it
someone has to
can't just pass it along to some Puerto Ricans
put on your trousers
rake those leaves
doing chores
for pixie sticks
doing things
cause being on top of the world opens up time
fall time

1) Some putz wrote that it's the sound of machines making love. Sounds cool, babe. T-Rex Cyborgs in the Heavy Metal Factory dipping in coy and uppercut tones. That's what I'd roll with. Hooks for miles and sex appeal galore. None of the girls I've played this CD for enjoy it. So this partly answers question number two.

2) The American Women around my little slice of heaven are absolutely insane. At least the dudes I know and run with are predictable. This is a positive predictable in the sense that they just want the CAKE and aren't particularly worried about eating it too. Can't say that I know any women from anywhere else so I can't speak on this topic as a whole. The insanity is probably more equal in the bigger cities. Dudes just take it easy around here. Boys always work it out. The chicks in Oregon/Toledo are enough to make you queer. This is all coming from the man who beat the shit out of god because he wouldn't kill him. Hey, I never asked to fuckin' be here....so you all can deal with me.

3) Yeah, when they fence you in like the cattle you're eating and watch you balloon and fester and rack up medical bills. It's fascinating how groups of people sanction other groups of people to poison and destroy a significant part of the population. Isn't that contrary to how nature is supposed to work? Even a fuckin' anvil head such as myself can analyze how them creatures on the Discovery Channel interact versus how we interact with each other. This is a cold, rotten fucking species and I can't wait till I'm plantfood.

4) I've always said keep your eyes on anything appearing innocent. Mr. Dress-Up is a host of a children's program from the 80s. This cat is probably way depraved at this point and is ready to tangle ass with any motherfucker who steps in his way. All this dude needs is a few weeks in a pseudo-navy seals course to get his beak wet in the art of killing. Trust me, he'll probably give YOU money for the chance to kill someone important.

a) King Diamond would summon the Jim Henson creatures from FRAGGLE ROCK with his beckoning falsetto. It's hypnotic, daddyo, so the little fucking muppets will have no choice but to aid King Diamond in his quest for a permanent Halloween on Dubya's grave.

b) Abe Vigoda would chicken out on this shit. I know he's got the whole Godfather rep, but time has made this goodfella soft. Besides, this relic is probably working on a good guy rep so Disney will cast him in one of their bullshit remakes. Baby, Viggy is too Hollywood to get his hands dirty.

d) I can't answer this because I'm in love with Charo. We need to make a psycho-sexual vampire film together in Sweden. Real fuckin' arty.

e) Joe Don is too smart to leave a tell tale clue like hickory stick splinters in Dubya's cranium. He'd call in his buddy Fred Dalton Thompson (Law & Order, politics) and pull some straight Julius Ceasar shit. I'm talking Ginsu Knives and Bruno Maglis in the hallowed halls of the Dubya House. Watch out for that chicanery in the annals of power. It's as old as time.

By the way, this is not an endorsement for the killing or attempted killing of Dubya, Julius Ceasar, or any other political person. It's more or less critical debate as to what kind of depraved celebrity would sink that low. This could actually help the secret service keep tabs on those Hollywood Babylon types.

we do have socialized health care, but ive had bronchitis, and a viral infection, which then spread to my eye, and now i cant see out of my left eye..so now i have to go every week for the next 8 weeks to see if my sight comes back or to see if it messed up my cornea so much (its so swollen that the doctor called in every doctor in the eye department to check it out)
and it is so scarred that they are talking about transplant.
but im hoping it wont be that extreme.



but yeah i know it seems like i have been sick a lot recently...
it feels that way to me too....

BOYS KEEP SWINGING
BOYS ALWAYS WORK IT OUT!

I would begin by readin Grahm Hancock-Fingerprints of the Gods.....
An obvious template for the length of the songs might just be DEus a band from Belgium
Sorry I have been away.....surfing the oceans of Kansas......and weaving metaphors from the stray strands of hair falling from the childhood looking back at us all......I have just the spot on my shelf for 40 minutes of drone....crammed into 3 minutes of sound........cheers

shit man, no complaints. I gots mine!

A psych ward 'eh... I think I could make that happen. I'll talk to some people I know. (that is not a joke) I've spent some time in the joint myself, so maybe you can have my old room. (unfortunately that is not a joke either).

I heard you guys had a pretty good set though. Did you record it? Let me know the details.

damn, wish i could have seen the show...... i had other things on the brain, however...... email me, damnit!