I've got a recent past in your pocket
going jing-a-ling-a-li-iiing
You should remove it
Put it over theres
Makes it kind of tough
to feel too good
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Walking
Love the walking, for serious.
It's no joke.
Try to say thanks every single freaking day
that it's even possible.
Walking is some serious freaking business.
THaNKS!
It's no joke.
Try to say thanks every single freaking day
that it's even possible.
Walking is some serious freaking business.
THaNKS!
JESUS WHY DO YOU KEEP SAYING GOODBYE
It might be nice if you sat a spell.
Have some soda. Listen to the radio.
There are songs in that box.
They spew out like commandments.
Telling you to dance,
and meet lovers by the bay.
Turn it up.
We can't hear what its saying:
"The quiet hummingbird has landed, on your window's sill, the bowl of diamonds you'd been hiding, are creeping out, bestowing thrills.
These thrills, they break the wills of weaklings, and embolden the brave to struggle on.
These thrills, embrace the greatest nation, and lead it to victory against the demon seed."
OK, please turn it off.
Can we play gin in silence?
Have some soda. Listen to the radio.
There are songs in that box.
They spew out like commandments.
Telling you to dance,
and meet lovers by the bay.
Turn it up.
We can't hear what its saying:
"The quiet hummingbird has landed, on your window's sill, the bowl of diamonds you'd been hiding, are creeping out, bestowing thrills.
These thrills, they break the wills of weaklings, and embolden the brave to struggle on.
These thrills, embrace the greatest nation, and lead it to victory against the demon seed."
OK, please turn it off.
Can we play gin in silence?
Less Fucked in Longwood
We'd arrived in Longwood the week before,
the loss of her still fresh as milk just squeezed (though it tasted like it had been released & left out for weeks).
The neighborhood kids came to check out the new ones
and took me a few blocks away,
where more kids were playing something.
One kid was introducing me to the 7 or so others.
I was crazy shy, just standing there, quiet.
Like, my mom had just committed suicide.
I was 9.
Next thing I knew, my drawers were pulled down.
I panicked & ran off,
tripped, fell, got back up.
Ran home.
It might have been the funniest thing they'd ever seen.
Me. I was crying. A hyperventilating baby.
The kids who took me there came to my house and said they were sorry.
Their parents had heard about what Happened and sent them to calm me.
Not sure if they meant it or if they were staying out of trouble.
Doesn't matter, it felt good.
I felt a little less fucked.
Don't commit suicide, parents.
Don't commit suicide, kids.
the loss of her still fresh as milk just squeezed (though it tasted like it had been released & left out for weeks).
The neighborhood kids came to check out the new ones
and took me a few blocks away,
where more kids were playing something.
One kid was introducing me to the 7 or so others.
I was crazy shy, just standing there, quiet.
Like, my mom had just committed suicide.
I was 9.
Next thing I knew, my drawers were pulled down.
I panicked & ran off,
tripped, fell, got back up.
Ran home.
It might have been the funniest thing they'd ever seen.
Me. I was crying. A hyperventilating baby.
The kids who took me there came to my house and said they were sorry.
Their parents had heard about what Happened and sent them to calm me.
Not sure if they meant it or if they were staying out of trouble.
Doesn't matter, it felt good.
I felt a little less fucked.
Don't commit suicide, parents.
Don't commit suicide, kids.
Spring Plaguecation
Toes click, horses dance, fires, crisp, stones, stacked, motions, ceased, wrinkle-free, fully dressed, rap attacks.
BEST SPRING BREAK EVAH!
BEST SPRING BREAK EVAH!
Poop
Plans have taken you all the way.
Put down your pen.
You arrival is guaranteed.
A priest told you that.
You put money in his hat.
I can't help being scared of you.
Put down your pen.
You arrival is guaranteed.
A priest told you that.
You put money in his hat.
I can't help being scared of you.
When you open up that can
When you open up that can, the cats, they'll hear the Cry. It is infectious.
The Cry, when it lifts, like a banner claiming greater good, will get to those cats.
Your Grammie would always tell you that.
- Such a struggle to listen.
The cats were fortunate to have a friend like you.
They're crying with smiles on their faces, still.
The Cry, when it lifts, like a banner claiming greater good, will get to those cats.
Your Grammie would always tell you that.
- Such a struggle to listen.
The cats were fortunate to have a friend like you.
They're crying with smiles on their faces, still.
The limits are less
Paste your face!
Pastepastepaaste!
Lick your lips!
Licklicklick!!
Jump over plays!
Jumpjumpjump!!!
Arrest the criminals who don't own you only because it's too big a bother.
Arrestarrestarrest!!!!
Pastepastepaaste!
Lick your lips!
Licklicklick!!
Jump over plays!
Jumpjumpjump!!!
Arrest the criminals who don't own you only because it's too big a bother.
Arrestarrestarrest!!!!
Friday, August 28, 2009
I don't have time to do that (a list of bullets)
- Build a nuclear reactor.
- Fake out a nun; steal her loaf of rye.
- Pledge allegiance to a flag.
- Put on too much make-up.
- Climb up the side of a bullet train while it's moving 'cross countryside.
- Listen to Goebbels' speeches.
- Pray to Jesus. No issue with praying, but it's more general.
- Take life.
- Listen to Skynyrd backwards.
- Throw my arms heavenwards, cursing the future.
We are the dreamers of dreams
We are the dreamers of dreams
The gilded icons
The underbelly's seams
We are the dreamers of dreams
The masquerading dancers
The lovers of Queen
We are the dreamers of dreams
The piles of shreds
The answers they've seen
We are the dreamers of dreams
There's no remainder, no
No in betweens.
For we are the dreamers of dreams.
The gilded icons
The underbelly's seams
We are the dreamers of dreams
The masquerading dancers
The lovers of Queen
We are the dreamers of dreams
The piles of shreds
The answers they've seen
We are the dreamers of dreams
There's no remainder, no
No in betweens.
For we are the dreamers of dreams.
Beat up your pop!
Beat up your pop!
He'll beat you if you don't!
Swing at him, come on.
He's practically begging you to do it.
Look at him.
See?
Looks like he's watching TV
and eating chips
and enjoying a lo-cal soda,
but that's what the grown-ups call a charade.
He's plotting.
Thinking to himself "How am I going to get this kid to beat me up?"
Do you really want to make him ask this indefinitely!?
Please. Beat up your pop!
He'll beat you if you don't!
Swing at him, come on.
He's practically begging you to do it.
Look at him.
See?
Looks like he's watching TV
and eating chips
and enjoying a lo-cal soda,
but that's what the grown-ups call a charade.
He's plotting.
Thinking to himself "How am I going to get this kid to beat me up?"
Do you really want to make him ask this indefinitely!?
Please. Beat up your pop!
The Trampoline
September, October, November, whatever. It's a day, sun, rises, sets, good bed.
Hit pause and reset, nice try, not working. Plague-ridden streets keep emptying, and just before the good bed time.
Like a time machine~
Gentle time machine, please step up to my trampoline.
Let it lift you.
Bring you closer to your supreme protector,
she's crazy about you.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, whenever.
Just keeps getting wetter and wetter.
Hit pause and reset, nice try, not working. Plague-ridden streets keep emptying, and just before the good bed time.
Like a time machine~
Gentle time machine, please step up to my trampoline.
Let it lift you.
Bring you closer to your supreme protector,
she's crazy about you.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, whenever.
Just keeps getting wetter and wetter.
why help your self help
its something to think about
how you got here
why you got here
what here is
why you're here
so you breathe in
then let it out
and smile, say
'thanks'
again
why?
because i said so is why
how you got here
why you got here
what here is
why you're here
so you breathe in
then let it out
and smile, say
'thanks'
again
why?
because i said so is why
Sweet hearts
Like, candy.
These hearts.
You just want to post them.
They are delirious.
These hearts.
You'll think "Yes" when thinking of them.
Power.
Full.
Stuff.
Sweet hearts.
Put 'em up.
You're under arrest for being Best.
But be careful. A bunch of murderous beasts are hungry for sweet treats.
These hearts.
You just want to post them.
They are delirious.
These hearts.
You'll think "Yes" when thinking of them.
Power.
Full.
Stuff.
Sweet hearts.
Put 'em up.
You're under arrest for being Best.
But be careful. A bunch of murderous beasts are hungry for sweet treats.
Learnings
There's a difference between right.
There's a difference between wrong.
There's a difference between me.
There's a difference between you.
There's a difference between true.
There's a difference between the pillars from which hang the testament of the elders, born from an initial majesty eyes could not begin to comprehend, nor ears, nor fingers.
It's like that.
There's a difference between wrong.
There's a difference between me.
There's a difference between you.
There's a difference between true.
There's a difference between the pillars from which hang the testament of the elders, born from an initial majesty eyes could not begin to comprehend, nor ears, nor fingers.
It's like that.
MASTERS
Bow down
Row out
from land
to sea
Wake now
Slumberer
It's time
to be
you.
Sunshine
Smiiiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggg
Machine
Row out
from land
to sea
Wake now
Slumberer
It's time
to be
you.
Sunshine
Smiiiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggg
Machine
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Home running
Swing, swing, swing, swing and swing.
Crackling bat.
Booom.
That's flying now.
Watch out people.
You'll get all knocked upside the head if you don' t watch out.
Ball's really flying.
I'd cover your face.
Might lose a tooth if you don't.
It's like some goddamn meteor
except someone's getting a point
here on earth.
Biiiiiiiiiig dif there, yeah.
Crackling bat.
Booom.
That's flying now.
Watch out people.
You'll get all knocked upside the head if you don' t watch out.
Ball's really flying.
I'd cover your face.
Might lose a tooth if you don't.
It's like some goddamn meteor
except someone's getting a point
here on earth.
Biiiiiiiiiig dif there, yeah.
Thanks for all these memories
Thanks, they pile up quick.
It's like a laser-light force, fully engulfing.
Maybe you're familiar with it?
Whatever it means, I'm in.
Going to take my hands, raise them up over my head, and scream "THAT'S WHAT THAT WAS!" 'til I'm blue in the face.
Thanks for this.
Olden golden ember glow, please hold us until the fading light isn't.
We wish you'd burn until forever.
The glow, it knows we loved you better.
It's like a laser-light force, fully engulfing.
Maybe you're familiar with it?
Whatever it means, I'm in.
Going to take my hands, raise them up over my head, and scream "THAT'S WHAT THAT WAS!" 'til I'm blue in the face.
Thanks for this.
Olden golden ember glow, please hold us until the fading light isn't.
We wish you'd burn until forever.
The glow, it knows we loved you better.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Communists
Cannot believe the shit they'll put in the papers these days. All those tits, and the fucking Jumble? What in the hell do they expect me to do with that? Does not make a goddamn ounce of sense!
They were all like, "Learn to read." So now I can read. But what the fuck good does it do me? All the crap they put in front of my face is horseshit. Gotten so I don't want to open my eyes now! Thanks a lot, pinko commies!
They were all like, "Learn to read." So now I can read. But what the fuck good does it do me? All the crap they put in front of my face is horseshit. Gotten so I don't want to open my eyes now! Thanks a lot, pinko commies!
If You Leave Redux
It's not funny,
that time you spent in jail.
You, ankles in shackles.
Your walls all covered with lines,
each one equaling a day.
It'd be one thing if you did it,
but since you didn't it's something else.
Those fucking stupid lawyers suck.
Makes me want to puke.
Only thing that keeps it down
is that they let you loose.
Welcome home.
that time you spent in jail.
You, ankles in shackles.
Your walls all covered with lines,
each one equaling a day.
It'd be one thing if you did it,
but since you didn't it's something else.
Those fucking stupid lawyers suck.
Makes me want to puke.
Only thing that keeps it down
is that they let you loose.
Welcome home.
You've bought the confidence. You should have rented.
Look at the stream. See how it flows? You don't need to ask me why.
You know.
Now wash your hands in it. How's that feel?
Remember 'clean'?
Remember 'fresh'?
Remember 'cool'?
That's funny.
I think they remember you, too.
BTW, I love you.
You know.
Now wash your hands in it. How's that feel?
Remember 'clean'?
Remember 'fresh'?
Remember 'cool'?
That's funny.
I think they remember you, too.
BTW, I love you.
Please don't crash
Keep your eye on the road.
It cares about you, you know.
It wants you to eat well.
It shares your love of the flighted creatures.
So it's a good idea for you to keep your eye on it.
Not only for the reasons I previously mentioned,
but also because if you don't keep your eye on it, you can get seriously f-ed up.
Do yourself and the road a favor.
It cares about you, you know.
It cares about you, you know.
It wants you to eat well.
It shares your love of the flighted creatures.
So it's a good idea for you to keep your eye on it.
Not only for the reasons I previously mentioned,
but also because if you don't keep your eye on it, you can get seriously f-ed up.
Do yourself and the road a favor.
It cares about you, you know.
Correspondence, 1
Dear Woodstock,
The Passage, due shortly, is expected with great anticipation. As the sky opens into a gargantuan oval shape, the dreams and hopes of billions will rise up into it. What once was black sprinkled with spots shall turn to solid gold, extending forth an open palm, calling for those who know best to step onto it. And when those who know best do? It will rise, above the trees, above the towers built by man's hand, above the mountain's peaks set down by Most Essence, above the fears that have plagued the weak. It will be the most impervious glory.
Looking Forward,
Snoopy
The Passage, due shortly, is expected with great anticipation. As the sky opens into a gargantuan oval shape, the dreams and hopes of billions will rise up into it. What once was black sprinkled with spots shall turn to solid gold, extending forth an open palm, calling for those who know best to step onto it. And when those who know best do? It will rise, above the trees, above the towers built by man's hand, above the mountain's peaks set down by Most Essence, above the fears that have plagued the weak. It will be the most impervious glory.
Looking Forward,
Snoopy
That's what friends aren't for
Hey, buddy.
Do me a favor.
A trusted comrade stuck a knife into my back.
Do me a solid and remove it?
It's hurts horribly.
It's making me self-conscious.
I'd appreciate it.
Eh?
What's that?
Why did they do it?
No idea.
I mean.
I'm not sure.
Let's see.
Yeah.
I'm drawing a blank.
I mean.
They stuck a knife in my back.
But yeah.
I'm bleeding.
Help.
Do me a favor.
A trusted comrade stuck a knife into my back.
Do me a solid and remove it?
It's hurts horribly.
It's making me self-conscious.
I'd appreciate it.
Eh?
What's that?
Why did they do it?
No idea.
I mean.
I'm not sure.
Let's see.
Yeah.
I'm drawing a blank.
I mean.
They stuck a knife in my back.
But yeah.
I'm bleeding.
Help.
I'd rather be water colorin
Yesterday? Please.
Not for us.
We have better things to do than reflect.
There's a big, wide road up ahead.
Its not going to navigate itself.
It's funny, when you say, "History";
We'd rather write "Ourstory."
Mistakes aren't for learning.
Tomorrow's what we're yearning for.
So pick up that brush, make it wet.
Put it on the canvas,
Learn to forget.
Or not.
Yeah, it's probably better you not.
Not for us.
We have better things to do than reflect.
There's a big, wide road up ahead.
Its not going to navigate itself.
It's funny, when you say, "History";
We'd rather write "Ourstory."
Mistakes aren't for learning.
Tomorrow's what we're yearning for.
So pick up that brush, make it wet.
Put it on the canvas,
Learn to forget.
Or not.
Yeah, it's probably better you not.
When
When, the flower blossoms,
the trail, it shortens,
the bay, it reels.
When, the hand your holding,
becomes a peace sign,
you're with a hippy.
When, the floor is moistened,
by tears of angels,
some thing's amiss.
When, the passion holds you,
in full embrace,
you're like the bay.
the trail, it shortens,
the bay, it reels.
When, the hand your holding,
becomes a peace sign,
you're with a hippy.
When, the floor is moistened,
by tears of angels,
some thing's amiss.
When, the passion holds you,
in full embrace,
you're like the bay.
It's not about you, it's about me
That McDonald's kicked my ass.
I should fucking try flossing every once in a while.
I love watching TMZ, but not as much as I like eating McDonald's.
I wish I could dream.
It probably feels like I'm dreaming, I think, when I'm drinking a Reese's Pieces McFlurry. That shit's pure magic.
Watching a Lakers game with 2 Quarter Pounders with Cheese, a massive Fry and a Reese's Pieces McFlurry is probably what I would ask for if I ever had to decide what my last meal would be.
That would be some tubular shit.
I won't wait, though. I'm going to McDonald's.
You know what I'm saying?
CARPE DIEM!!
SAY IT WITH ME!
I should fucking try flossing every once in a while.
I love watching TMZ, but not as much as I like eating McDonald's.
I wish I could dream.
It probably feels like I'm dreaming, I think, when I'm drinking a Reese's Pieces McFlurry. That shit's pure magic.
Watching a Lakers game with 2 Quarter Pounders with Cheese, a massive Fry and a Reese's Pieces McFlurry is probably what I would ask for if I ever had to decide what my last meal would be.
That would be some tubular shit.
I won't wait, though. I'm going to McDonald's.
You know what I'm saying?
CARPE DIEM!!
SAY IT WITH ME!
This one is about something that happened
Back then, before,
Not sure I knew who you were,
This happened,
Like that,
And all the mother's children we're down.
What a sound.
That clapping? Deafening.
Those colors bitches were presenting?
Just Glorious. Shit made the spine tingle.
Just a little sad we have to use the past tense.
But we do. Because it's true, my friend.
This is something that happened.
Not sure I knew who you were,
This happened,
Like that,
And all the mother's children we're down.
What a sound.
That clapping? Deafening.
Those colors bitches were presenting?
Just Glorious. Shit made the spine tingle.
Just a little sad we have to use the past tense.
But we do. Because it's true, my friend.
This is something that happened.
Somethings will hopefully never change
Some things will hopefully never change.
The wind, the sea, the autumn rains.
The time you said we'd meet again.
Some things will hopefully never change.
The wind, the sea, the autumn rains.
The time you said we'd meet again.
Some things will hopefully never change.
Why Witches?
What's the big deal with Witches?
What did they ever do to Jesus?
Bunch of jerks, those Reformation-era dicks.
Burning, raping, torturing.
No fun.
Why not chill out on the Witches?
They just want to fly around on broomsticks.
Cascade about in the glory of a sunset made of thrill.
But no.
Impotent turd bones have no tolerance for joy.
They go and take it out on the Witches.
They're all like "Joy?Less."
How cool would it be if collective humanity was all like "Suck our dicks."
The coolest.
Reformation-era dicks, ugh.
What did they ever do to Jesus?
Bunch of jerks, those Reformation-era dicks.
Burning, raping, torturing.
No fun.
Why not chill out on the Witches?
They just want to fly around on broomsticks.
Cascade about in the glory of a sunset made of thrill.
But no.
Impotent turd bones have no tolerance for joy.
They go and take it out on the Witches.
They're all like "Joy?Less."
How cool would it be if collective humanity was all like "Suck our dicks."
The coolest.
Reformation-era dicks, ugh.
Pizza
Pepperoni.
Marinara sauce.
Garlic.
Capers.
Anchovies.
Crazy thin crust.
Sweet Italian sausage.
Romano cheese.
In that order.
Love,
Mom.
Marinara sauce.
Garlic.
Capers.
Anchovies.
Crazy thin crust.
Sweet Italian sausage.
Romano cheese.
In that order.
Love,
Mom.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
I cannot read this
My eyes look at this and are all like, 'I can't read this.'
Why the hell does my head have to be such a pain in the ass?
Hello?
It's like a thing.
That sucks.
Stop stopping? Can't.
Read.
This.
Why the hell does my head have to be such a pain in the ass?
Hello?
It's like a thing.
That sucks.
Stop stopping? Can't.
Read.
This.
Don't make a motherfucker beg
Don't make a motherfucker beg.
Pass it on.
Take that fucking 2x4 off my head.
Pass it on.
The Triumph of the Spirit bummed me out.
Pass it on.
A kid is on the loose, and raging.
Pass it on.
Turn it upside down and inside out and back and forth and up and through the underpass right over and above your smiling face.
Damn it's beautiful.
Pass it on.
Pass it on.
Take that fucking 2x4 off my head.
Pass it on.
The Triumph of the Spirit bummed me out.
Pass it on.
A kid is on the loose, and raging.
Pass it on.
Turn it upside down and inside out and back and forth and up and through the underpass right over and above your smiling face.
Damn it's beautiful.
Pass it on.
Coming to the city from the country
Looking over the horizon, glistening steel and glass erupts,
Pants fill with shit in the pick-up truck.
Pull over,
Get out,
Find water, towels,
Lock the door!
It opens.
The look on that face.
No words already exist.
Here's a new one:
Shinmiz.
Pants fill with shit in the pick-up truck.
Pull over,
Get out,
Find water, towels,
Lock the door!
It opens.
The look on that face.
No words already exist.
Here's a new one:
Shinmiz.
Sometimes
The leaves, they like to blow, in and out and in again.
The waves, they like to roll, over each other and then right back, again.
The children, they like to pray, for mercy from parents and merciless friends.
The trouble I've known? It knows no friend.
Picking up the cherries that'd fallen all the way down.
Sometimes, again.
The waves, they like to roll, over each other and then right back, again.
The children, they like to pray, for mercy from parents and merciless friends.
The trouble I've known? It knows no friend.
Picking up the cherries that'd fallen all the way down.
Sometimes, again.
Skate
The skate climbed out of the boat and returned home.
Upon its arrival, the skate community embraced their previously lost comrade.
They held the once-lost skate above high.
They sang its name.
They loved its regained life.
The skate basked in this glory for its remaining days.
Upon its passing, reflection returned to that singular moment of homecoming.
Said one skate to another, "That was one lost skate."
The other said to one "Aw, hell yeah."
Upon its arrival, the skate community embraced their previously lost comrade.
They held the once-lost skate above high.
They sang its name.
They loved its regained life.
The skate basked in this glory for its remaining days.
Upon its passing, reflection returned to that singular moment of homecoming.
Said one skate to another, "That was one lost skate."
The other said to one "Aw, hell yeah."
Shore, Thy Lord.
Oh, thee shore do taunt, hark, wherethrough, efore and eft.
Shore, thy lord.
Where art thou, unwonted sun?
The rune of thy cousin possesses spirit within.
Her spell, forsooth, one doth not clepe 'peace'.
She is rightly hight 'teen'.
Thine spirit once roamed freely, widely.
Sooth, still free, yet contained by thy lord.
Contained not by beck;
Aye, contained by puissant seas, those emboldened by teen.
Away, cast, thee.
Shore, thy lord.
Where art thou, unwonted sun?
The rune of thy cousin possesses spirit within.
Her spell, forsooth, one doth not clepe 'peace'.
She is rightly hight 'teen'.
Thine spirit once roamed freely, widely.
Sooth, still free, yet contained by thy lord.
Contained not by beck;
Aye, contained by puissant seas, those emboldened by teen.
Away, cast, thee.
It's called "Refreshment"
That shit gets dry, the throat.
Tends to need some relievin'.
How come?
Just 'cuz.
That's how this stuff works, hon.
Doesn't help you're out all day in the sun, btw.
Did anyone ever tell you that you're probably gay?
It's cool. I'm not here to judge.
Just to love.
Just 'cuz.
Go ahead. Drink up.
Tends to need some relievin'.
How come?
Just 'cuz.
That's how this stuff works, hon.
Doesn't help you're out all day in the sun, btw.
Did anyone ever tell you that you're probably gay?
It's cool. I'm not here to judge.
Just to love.
Just 'cuz.
Go ahead. Drink up.
People oh people sweet people the people
How much do people bring the noise?
So much.
They walk UPRIGHT.
They eat from the bottom all the way to the TOP.
They have freaking laws that get their ass in trouble if they KILL ANOTHER PERSON.
They are absolutely for real. How real?
Non-STOP.
PEOPLE.
Thanks A LOT.
So much.
They walk UPRIGHT.
They eat from the bottom all the way to the TOP.
They have freaking laws that get their ass in trouble if they KILL ANOTHER PERSON.
They are absolutely for real. How real?
Non-STOP.
PEOPLE.
Thanks A LOT.
Troublin' sons and daughters, Troublin' daughters and sons.
Troublin sons and daughters: Step up.
The sidewalk runs short around those parts.
Ambling darts?
Wtf are those?
Put those down.
Pick up some that move.
Who the fuck are you?
What once was false, now, that shit? It's true.
So step up, Troublin' daughters and sons.
The sidewalk runs short around those parts.
Ambling darts?
Wtf are those?
Put those down.
Pick up some that move.
Who the fuck are you?
What once was false, now, that shit? It's true.
So step up, Troublin' daughters and sons.
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