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|  Spastic Gastric Functionby Violet Tiara   November 25, 2002 "Spastic Gastric Function"
is the social event of the year, bathe your Clydesdales in lite beer... Homeo-apathy as a viable career? Flaccid pansies? I'd eat them gladly. Anteaters play clarinets, from the trunks of blue corvettes, the gentlemen have placed their bets. Take your chances on pairs of pantses that look lovely when they're nuzzled between the ass cheeks of male models who suck the rubber tit of baby bottles. Terrorists? Don't act so pissed, just because your country's all full of sand. Think sand castles all across the land! Everyone's a king until the crabs attack. The earth cries, the French fries have eyes and legs. Holy shit McDonalds on acid! There's a tarantula with Velcro knees, George Bush honking on the Japanese. Rubbery dumplings shit out the ass of mumbling somethings, green are their eyes but they only say one thing: "Hello can I take your order?" Ronald please, no angry cow disease for me. I'll have the salad, plain as Jane, and please hold the holes in my brain. The world's a kaleidoscope not an Al-Qaidascope and we all try to hope we'll live long enough to elope, a wedding in mauve and taupe with incontinents jumping rope. Or at least a back-seat grope with some kind of hot-ass guru or something we met at the Spastic Gastric Function. Quote of the Day“I'd like to give the world a Coke, but they'd have to share it. Actually, all anyone can do is smell it, since most of the Coke will likely have evaporated by the time it gets all the way around the world. So here you go, world: Smell my Coke.”-Dennis Freebasen Fortune 500 CookieYou're a real asshole when you're tired. Or rested. This is the week you're finally going to get pantsed for your sins. Try brushing your teeth with the other end of the brush this week: that fuzzy part's not the handle. This week's lucky things the dog wouldn't even eat: your hat on a bet, Tofutti Cuties, dog barf, Sam's Club Brand Dog Food, your homemade rhubarb pie.Try again later. Top 5 commune Features This Week
 The Spell of My Love T is for the time we spend, each day like a minute going too fast; H is for the heart I give, for the love inside I have gladly amassed; O is for the order, my life is my own with you in it; N is for the nurturing, because you my... (11/11/02) TV REPAIR Fat patterns pulsing in stitches of static erratic and plastic, the spastic display. With a bang and a kick and a "cheap motherfucker!" an emergency side-slapping repair is performed. The picture then jittered and shimmied and quivered then... (10/28/02) Claw A quick short walk to the beach you wear your blue bikini blue like my heart blue like my teardrops and almost I can see the nipples your boobs, not my heart or teardrops We walk, hand in hand and one more hand like the hand of... (10/14/02)            |
Reproduction in hole or in parts without permission is likely to piss off her dad big time.