"Day to day gyrations are a sign of a good performing Georgi," said The Wise
Men about Clifford's cunning. Clifford retorted: "Bark. Bark. Bark." ("The Buck
is Bruised"). He tended to confuse Vietnam with reality. Because of Regan he
ended up in the same motorcycle gang as Miss America and finally blah blah blah.
The hills bragged about their alcoholic dog population, which had been deregulated
and redegradated. Clifford had a plan to systematically steal Nixon's eyes.
It was as personal as it was unprecidented. Luckily for Nixon, two of his four
engine mounts were liquid-filled. Heh, dumb fucking dog.
You will find love in a new pastry drawer. Try again later.
Milestones
the commune's scratch 'n sniff look at last year's office potluck
Opportunities
Pants a Capitalist
Free Virus Baggies
Take a Kitten, Please
the commune book selections
the commune's Bear in Rearview
the commune's Big Book of Duke
Faces of the commune
the commune 100: Leaders and Revolutionaries
the commune 100: Traitors and Noodledicks
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Fortune 1
There is a very tricky method for applying a neutral shadow to animal
consciousness. If a lion could talk, it would be too low for humans to hear, but he
would tell the story of the Greatest Elephant That Ever Lived.