Only heavily-powdered powertrips gigging for the newest paper thrill, their caffeinated porn-surfing functionaries, & the feds populate the interwebs the week of Football Day, whilst the rest of us swim for the newest [read: the usual suspects] zone-out trick in the gutter that lieth twixt panels that might or might not be the previously mentioned kind of aw yeah baby, so, why am I here?
The end.
Monday, November 21, 2011
To the sea, to the sea
Posted by Randal Graves at 8:40 AM
Labels: arcane rituals, i was/am/will be lazy for a damn good reason, music
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16 comments:
Yay! Trifecta!
Turkey Day is coming...That means I'll be getting ready for the 370 mile drive again.
Totally worth it, though.
~
landru, what do I win?
if, dude, unless you've got front row tickets to a swanky troo kvlt gig, no 370-mile drive is worth it.
I only read the word "porn". :)
((Hugs))
Laura
So your team lost too?
Oh no you'll not fool me again. If I wanted to hear such sounds I'd slip kitty into the garbage disposal and flip the switch. And I'm not that cruel.
I love how everyone's scared of a little dark folk music thanks to your general tendency to headbang.
laura, that's as shocking as me following your comment up with a Canadian stereotype, eh.
dusty, which team? The Indians are done & the Cavs are on rich man hiatus.
demeur, for someone who has the balls to hazmat, you sure are a fraidy cat.
BLACK CRUSHING SORCERY HAS FOOLED YE ONCE AGAIN.
Scurvie alchymie of pagan folkirie!
...and featuring Special Guest Star F. Don Cupboard as "Jaworski."
This has something to do with a musical mooning zone-out trick, right?
Just trying to scrute the inscrutable, and the going gets stickier all the time around here.
their caffeinated porn-surfing functionaries
You write that likes it's a bad thing.
Are you up for the Run-on Sentence of the Month Award again?
Was that aimed at me for my previous comment? Drown? Really?
And oh that zone-out? Thats just the l-triptophan in the turkey.
karl of the österreich, the Polish Rifle! I'm feeling a Vermeil-esque burnout.
SWA, if I told you, I'd have to kill something.
BB, certainly not, my name is Peonage, for we are many.
susan, if there's an award, I can do better than this coherence.
jim, ha! The demise of any of my internet homies would make me quite sad. Except that one guy. You know who you are.
Though this Saturday it is supposed to be nearly 70°, so a dip in the water doesn't actually sound too bad.
I think it's hilarious that so many talented people try to win this contest every year. Some of the winners are very funny.
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