Bouncing Against Injustice

by Tavo Scott

June 27, 2005

I am a beach ball
You bet your balls
Round and colorful
inflated and plastic
I piss you off at concerts
I lure you into the deep end
drown you, dumb fuck

I am the Hungry Hippo
I eat your marble
always eating your marbles
until I am the victor
and your Hippo starves
thin and dessicated
fat-ass Hippo

I am the guitar of humanity
strumming the tune you dread
thundering power chords
while you pick your notes
shredding my own neck
wavering my whammy bar
solo, bitch!

I am that beach ball
hate like a beach ball
malicious like a beach ball
bouncing through the system
Rat-a-tap against the man
Tap-a-rat against the establishment
like the beach ball of justice

and I'm telling you for the last time,
old man in the gray house and fenced yard
I want my beach ball back

Quote of the Day

“Don't stop eating out tomorrow. Don't stop, the fries will soon be here. The food'll be better than before. Breakfast is gone, breakfast is gone.”

-Fleetwood MacDonalds

Fortune 500 Cookie

Don't give up on your search for unconditional love this week: it's keeping the rest of us amused. Try finding a breakfast cereal that doesn't contain quite so much garlic. You will be arrested for taking off your pants this week, and assaulted by the stranger you take them off of. This week's lucky way- underground dance moves: The Drunken Swordfish, The Statue, Degenerative Disc Failure, The Herpe, Clap Your Thighs Say Ouch, The Go Home Alone, The I'm Getting My Ass Kicked This Ain't a Dance Move Please For the Love of God Help Me.

Try again later.

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