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wormz [22 Mar 2008|04:41pm]
i've got worms on the brain. i would really like to play both worms, and earthworm jim, while i also cannot get the idea of being devoured by a sandworm out of my head.


this is worms
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[11 Mar 2008|02:42pm]
so tubbs' started a trublog, and i had thought about doing something similar for a while, but with a blog i feel like you need some sort of general topic to discuss, which i haven't really been able to come up with, until now. so, would you read my blog about smoking cuban cigars naked in bed with fidel castro?
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sundaids. [02 Mar 2008|08:44pm]
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a demonstration in holes and headaches,
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begins shortly with monsters in the dark,
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brief reference to the satchels of order
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hanging in the mist,
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whitewash
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with friends,
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at home.
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[16 Feb 2008|03:51pm]
we're going to cloud city
take your puffer
and your demigod eyes
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lately, i've been feeling, well just, it's like [30 Jan 2008|02:13pm]
hunger.
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a christmas miracle. [25 Dec 2007|03:09pm]
i learned to cum blood at the ceiling.
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craig t. nelson, ya dig? [04 Dec 2007|03:47pm]
jambo screamd "coach, coach!!!"

he stood in the center of the room spurting ejaculate on every virgin speculum and each pair baby brain scissors.

craig t. nelson pronounced scissors, skkizzors, but you could only hear his anguished moans.

action five news update, good evening, i'm article t. merriweather, with this piece, breaking news. craig t. nelson, college football coach/sitcom star is now believed responsible for the bombing of 13 abortion clinics statewide.

....."hunger, hunger, hunger" babbled the coach star, when asked for a statement.

deep moans echo in basement lairs, godsend peninsula, another talented youngster dead, craig t. nelson thirty five, survived by wife and thirst for unborn child.
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annoying idiots the world over. [02 Dec 2007|03:01pm]
dancing in/on my head, stop it hurts in there.
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[21 Nov 2007|04:46pm]
fuck thanksgiving and all those days surrounding it, take your crappy food and shove it up the ass of the pikachu float.
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i hate the wizard of oz. [10 Nov 2007|08:15pm]
not because he is a wizard, or because he's from oz, but because he didn't maim judie garland's womb before it gave aid to liza minelli
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[24 Oct 2007|06:31pm]
i'm tired, dead fucking tired.

please reply with exotic locations to escape to.
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i need a fucking typewriter. [11 Oct 2007|01:49pm]
i have a desk in my room now, which means a full blown writing cove, and i find that sometimes nothing helps me flow like the clattering of keys. problem is, i am seriously cramped on this communal computer. i was wondering if anyone has a spare typewriter they'd be willing to part with, or knows where they might offer such used and obsolete goods. i am willing to pay, obviously not a lot, but hit me up if you know of something.
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[10 Oct 2007|05:25pm]
please refer yourself to an article i stumbled upon in oinment monthly.

http://salamidichotomy.livejournal.com/1104.html
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[21 Sep 2007|02:01pm]
i am the cosmoonaut. i am the goddamned cosmonaut. you can find me and my werewolf friends tearing apart the carcass of a middle aged accountant in the outback parking lot. i am the cosmonaut, smoke crack and love, smoke crack and love.
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[13 Sep 2007|04:12pm]
last night, before drifting off to sleep, i was flipping through the channels for some white noise. i stopped, as i am sometimes wont to do, on fox news for something to laugh at for a moment. ol poppa bear was discussing something completely pointless, as usual, and he had his retarded friend dennis miller on board for a mindless diversion into britney spears nonesense. dennis miller is a gutless chode, you and i both know that, there was never a worse weekend update anchor, including collin quinn(ok, that is totally questionable, but whatever) but last night he said something more retarded than i've ever heard him utter. he said, he doesn't want to be the last person to make a joke about britney spears before she kills herself. i was astounded, for a while now i've been a vocal advocate of the suicide of britney spears, and i would be honored, if through the scientific method, i was found to be the last to make light of britney spears before she stabbed herself in the chest with a rusty aids encrusted screwdriver. i would love to be the lucky mortician who discovered a rare and incurable form of herpes slowly eating its' way through her vaginal canal and uterus. thank you for your time. long live kfed.
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can i borrow your head? [11 Sep 2007|06:27pm]
because mine is fucking pounding, front to back and side to sides.

i hate the disney channel, walt disney is an anti-semite, so is his channel and anyone associated with it, including its' viewers.

yeah, that's all.
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la la la la, i still can't seem to get nothing right. [30 Aug 2007|02:08pm]
i slept for about a straight hour last night, haven't done that one in a while.

finish him.
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smut junkies in middle america, was there ever a home to go to again [24 Aug 2007|02:04pm]
[ mood | blank ]

there was a party, a muzzle and a mau, mau.

the old lexington house is no longer where i go to hang my head. i'll admit that it was quite sad to see my home of twenty two years go, and to know that i'll never stumble around the corners and cranny's of that wonderful old house again. we found out two days before that we were leaving. shock and awe, shock and awe. i can't write about this, so nevermind.

so to all that i missed during the chaos, good journeys all around.

i hope to see everyone soon, and hopefully sooner than later we'll have an acid test(probably not, wishful thinking and all that) to break in the new lair.

here's to demigods, in polished suits, scouring the land of all that's good.

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a whole new world! [06 Aug 2007|03:10pm]
after two months of no visual aids, i now have some new contacts. let me see all your beautiful faces.
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thoughts. [10 Jul 2007|04:25pm]
new keyboard, phone is broken(bootlegged). call me mona lisa smile.

new heart, old lungs. i kidnapped amelia earheart.

kiss my old self goodbye, kiss my new ass, just period.

i've got no time for fussing and fighting.

kidergarten is over, no more nap time, no more minature milk cartons.

doo dah man
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