Saturday, April 27, 2013

SHE WAS IS A BLOODY DISGRACE



BLOTTO AND STUCK. UNLESS YOU'RE GIVING ME BOOZE, FUCK OFF.
THIS IS THE WORST DRUNK POST EVER. DAMN CAPSLOCKDOWN.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Black sabbatical



Bored with bitching 'bout the same fucking rot.
Back when there are some new tunes out, or not.

Monday, April 15, 2013

Swing and a miss



Suburbia hole-up tea chug, Stooges on repeat, half oblivion to the FA Cup on the tube & the usual too, the page dirtied by shit verse #752 = ¡Viva la Revolución!

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Commie plots and cardinal virtues



The title always seems to be more beguiling than the post, but at least I finally nabbed that rarest of birds. No, seriously, that's not a ketchup-smudged lens.

Friday, April 5, 2013

Passive aggression



It's taken decades, but I think I'm beginning to get why some, many, most, who knows, prefer clinical cold to that gummiest of monkey wrenches one finds jamming up the circulatory warp and weft so often that of course it was built that way, it's just that I really hate math. Where's that confounded bridge?

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Family, religion, friendship. These are the three demons you must slay if you wish to succeed in blah.



I'm sure I've played this a dozen times last week, so here's a dozen and one butchering the baker's count for making candles von too tree ha ha ha make sure they're weird. On second synapse, monkey's tired of dancing. Always tired.

Ergo, stop hanging around and go frolic in the street.