my_hovercraft_is_full_of_eels
bouncy bouncy my nipples are on fire 010628
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kuru Do you want to go back to my place, bouncy-bouncy? 010628
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bloody potato chip my thick, rubbery lips are full of hot mayonaise 010628
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paste! sea snake crackers are not eaten. on new years eve, marshmallows burst from the floor basin. can't fog this mackenzie outlet, sums of blood create the queried starfist, leaving no trace of the afterwards catapault. summertime, the disgrace of chaco, the fresh bread smell in your clothes. 010629
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Casey and they are oozing up my pant leg. And it feels rather good...oops...um...nevermind. 010630
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bloody potato chip and i fumble for the switch, an area of doubt surrounding the tepee of electrical tape on fire, and soot over the soapy window. nineteen thirty-five woolen sweat coal dust jaw peers through the stark spokes in the drab, ancient sunlight. i touch my genitailia, and think of sand. 010630
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firehunden my ass is full of lead

my head is full of shit

my balls are really blue right now

but I still play with it
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Dafremen Glad rags make the heart of the frump go pitter pat while the ever eclectic pootnanny sings a lullaby of portugese sailing rats whose buttery cheeks are covered with moldy gumdrops and Dolly wigs. 010701
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bloody potato chip dolly wigs. yes 011114
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monty pythonism my nipples explode in delight! 081020
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