it's not advil, but it'll distract the shit out of that headache!!!!!

Feelin froggy frogface? Go ahead and leap then...

You got wings spread em, like hookers legs on rent week...

I saved thugs and spent geeks...

Martha whispered to do it....

U can b a dawg or a pussy-- don't need whiskers to do it....

We've all been through shit, and have the mental scars to prove it....

Some folks never meet their parents, for that I'm truly sorry cause life ain't fair....

I knew both mines, and watch em both die -- O i get it....

People ask how I can withstain tattoo pain...

I tell you my secret....

I just think of stuff that hurts more...

And then i just hear buzzing, I'm not even in the chair...

SEe, NOT FEELING is easy nowadays because I haven't wanted to for so long....

I guess the tats are a way for my body to do what my subconscious refuses to....

THE NOW....

So I'm a dick now--

you don't have to sugarcoat, it's legit now...

The birth is getting wider,cause I stressed it out to breath now..

Please now, understand what I mean now...

I'm not so farfetched that I couldn't go get me now...

But, I leave him alone cause he ain't ready to be now...

If he was, he would--simple as a dimple now...

Humble as a mumble now...

Not ready to score or fumble now...

I hear you when you say it isn't possible to sit down now...

I don't need a sit down now...

Your interventions are unmentioned now....

Understand your judging questions will only be met with more aggression now...

It just seems condescending right now....

Don't need romance or fights now...

Believe me, I know it will ALL be okay, it always is-- it just isn't for me, right now....

Mirror talking shit again.....

I'm cracking at the seams, i can feel it...

Don't. Push. Me. Cause..... it's rude....

Been on ebay all day, trying to cop a fresh pair of sanity that, ain't some bootleg knock off from over c's....

Ain't find nothing, so I'm going with what i got--or don't got...

in the streets, it's fake it til you make it baby--we all doin it....

I stride like i'm not falling...

a trick i learned from watching people who were obviously falling...

observation is a helluva drug...

take too much and soon enough, your over observing yourself... sooo dangerous...

So the million dollar question...

we all have asked it at some point or another... Let's hope this is my last one....

How do I protect myself?

.................From myself?

All in a hard day's work....

I just quit my job...

For real... Just up in quit....

Nothing really shining on the horizon, but I lept off that cliff just the same....

They ask, "whaddayagonnado?!"

With a shrug, I usually say, "walk the earth, like Kane from 'Kung-Fu'..."

Sane???????

They tell me about the economy....

And how they worry for me.....

I appreciate the concern...

They'll get it, once they get this story from me...

Sane?????!!!!

Maybe not...

But, it's simple and plain...

I know when I need change....

Like, trying to find a parking spot on College on a Sunday afternoon in the rain....

I'm only a 30 yr old sink, I shouldn't be this drained...

So?

So far, you've been a:

prep cook

web intern

wrap sandwhich slinger

college student(barely)

Express clothing store stock boy(before they had boy's clothes)

NYC bike messanger

High School Basketball Coach

Telemarketer

Print Model

National Commercial Actor

Newspaper copy desk gopher

busboy

Barback

Bartender

Hotel Night Auditor

swanky lounge doorman

runner for mr nice guy

private member club doorman

private member club front desk...man?

bartender

barrista

really bad office asst

bartender............................

All this is official IRS cosigned factoids....

What it tells me, when looking at it like this is I can do ANYTHING!!!!!

The larger the menu, the harder it is to taste what's for dinner....

But I'm starving!!!!

haha, starving artist you say-- fuck that...

but my mind hasn't been involved enough in any of these spots....

I'll get it, how I get it, cause that's the way it is to be gotten...

Even if I'm gone at top speed these steps could never go 4.........

Triple Lindy with an IPA back....

fresh cut...

not a feather on the night owl...

late lasts long, and people are strange....

don't play games, man I told you...

they are strange....

breath smells...

skin hangs....

no one remembers your name....

Shot after shot...

you told them...

they forgot....

Musical stools, and whimsical fools...

Spinning all the same....

circular debates, blowing at least 1.0 by the judges...

coversations hitting 194DB by the rebuttal....

That dame with the volcano cleavage is gonna try to snuff you, nips to lobes....

Drunk pick up love is pretty fucked up...

cause who is gonna be ABLE to take who home?

Juke box rocking "these eyes", and no body knows the words... But, cause of Superbad-- everybody knows the song....

So, they all moan and wail-- in something that resembles the tune...

Why don't you like going to dive bars?

Oh...

Yeah, well they're gonna be everywhere...

Hipsters got their hands in more bowls than the mob for sure....

shorty wanna be a thug

kids spray the darndest things...

look at lil fuckin shorty spotty pants....

pre-k wit the AK....

he walks in and says, "nobody gon be able to tell anybody else about 'show and tell'"

The class giggles, and he gets all flustered, shoots the ceiling by accident...

kick knocks him down, kids are running around...

teacher grabs the gun, points it at his head, as she steps on his throat...

"Go get help!" she yells to the kiss ass, who would've been the first one capped...

Shorty's telling teacher to do it! He wishes she would! WOn't do another fucking finger painting, or sing a long!!!!

He starts calling her all kind of c words and stupid bitch words, oh oops, stupid b words...

Talking bout her bad breath and loneliness...

Now she does wanna do it... She knows she was gonna get it, right after kiss ass...

what's gonna stop the miserable lil fuck from trying again, when he gets outta a pre-juvie?

survival starts pumping and she squeezes off, eyes tiger tight, expecting to get sprayed with warm toddler blood....

yeaaahhh.... but the the strap jammed, some cheap shit shorty found in his mom's closet...

broke teachers hand to shit, she's bleeding and screaming, runs out the door and down the hall.. all the other kids who weren't quivering in the fetal, or straight passed out were sick of the bullshit...

they wanted blood now...

they gathered around shorty...

the busted AK laying at his feet, dust and glass all over him....

he looked up...

he could see it in their faces...

he braced himself....

a huge shadow comes over the room....

"Children!!! Stop this at once!!! Sit Down!!!"

It was Judge Mathis...

he was late, but kiss ass was bringing him in for show and tell.....

BBBBBRRRRRRAaaaaaaatttttttt!!!!!!! (mental push ups)

I'm like... fwooosssshhhh....

splashing, sloshing all thru this sheet, no boots--str8 flintstone on the grindstone...

test me now... come test me...

me ret fa you an dem bahttie bowl cutta......

light the moose rewind neglecta!!!

more fire......

less smoke...

ashes ashes we all fall down...

some still shine...

some still clowned.....

even if i get bent outta shape, I'll be around...

A plus me now...

A plus me...

oh he just an engleberghumperdinkus....

but i'm smart...

link us man link us........

Sleep is the cuzn of def(can't nap to the playoffs)....

as if we weren't "all in"..

how u gon ack like you can rest your starters for the post-season?!?!

Every game counts my nigg..

you don't wanna be all peyton widdit, and end up losing the LAST one...

The season is done, when the season is done....

YOu don't have to have horns to b

everytime i comb my hair...

thoughts of you gets in my eyes....

non stop on the hightop...

moon light erotic city...

if you sitting... on my lap then you sitting pretty...

like the contents of your lip purse... so siddity...

so city... so country....

you thirsty?

I'm hungry...

after this we gon need a sermon....

i mean... after all the devil's skin contact, sheet burning....

what the hell you waiting for?

and after that---more.....

is there a heaven with a snug?

Your snuggie don't look like mine...

your snuggie don't fit like mine...

feelin warm, and lookin fine...

your snuggie don't look like mine...

it's as though it's my real fur...

i feel more mammal than I've ever been....

snuggie love is 1 on 1...

snuggie love is genuine.....

The 2 Headed Tunnel Rat, and the little red troll

They lived in high school... They thought life was a reality show... All lies and straight faces... But, we all know there is no honor amongst thieves......

When they did put the weapons down, they had a blast....

Misery loves company....