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sleepykev |
[no subject] |
Wed 24th Nov 2004, 09:33 link |
| All the people, so many people! And they all walk heart in hand, heart in hand through their slow and strangely pathetic lives. |
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sleepykev |
Death |
Fri 8th Oct 2004, 11:22 link |
Shall we do epitaphs?
"He was a nice enough boy, but with a fantastic capacity for idiocy"
My favorite is from Blackadder 3: "Here lies Edmund Blackadder, and he's bloody annoyed". |
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sleepykev |
feets of logic |
Wed 15th Sep 2004, 19:49 link |
| Sticker in the window of the White Horse pub, Morley, reads "We serve drinks, not DRUNKS!" Go figure. |
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sleepykev |
kiljoy |
Sat 28th Aug 2004, 20:23 link |
There ain't no way, no how and no nuffin. This is finished, ended and in all other ways discontinued. We are on the horizon looking down at infinity. The place where the sky meets the sea. Hearts and lungs are full, clasping for grip in the wind, screaming threats and apologies with white hot light scorching flesh.
I'd expected more, to be honest. |
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sleepykev |
mar |
Thu 26th Aug 2004, 18:46 link |
| I think I may have ruined my taste buds irrecoverably with booze and smoke. I can't seem to taste anything very much anymore. To be honest it makes my frugal lifestyle easier. I still can't stomach rhubarb and custard though. |
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sleepykev |
Free (as in cornflakes) verse |
Wed 25th Aug 2004, 18:57 link |
Oh gas hob gas hob gas hob
I hate you gas hob because of what you did
I've not forgotten gas hob gas hob
I've not forgotten gas hob
"Goodness aren't the nights drawing in?"
"How long has it been since we last saw Tim"?
"I saw him last thursday with his false leg and rusty collection tin"
That was the last time anyone saw Tim
Hark! The day doth scream with all it's glorious vitality!
My breast it does swell with the warmth of humanity!
Of course you could put it down to my vanity
But I'm really rather proud of my cock
Would you like to see? |
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sleepykev |
shulp 0.6 |
Mon 23rd Aug 2004, 20:59 link |
| Nobody ever seems to be in a christmas club anymore. Was that only at the butchers? And what were they doing with your money in the meantime? I don't even remember what Scrooge's job was. In the original I mean, not the remake featuring Bill Murray pre-Lost in Translation idolatry. |
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sleepykev |
mongaloid riffing |
Sun 22nd Aug 2004, 06:27 link |
I push the cat and the cat punches me
I push the cat and the cat chews the brie
I push the cat and the cat gets brand new knees
I push the cat and the cat plays my Captian Beefheart RecordsMy mouth is full of fur. |
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sleepykev |
shulp 0.5 |
Thu 19th Aug 2004, 16:40 link |
| If you're lucky enough to be spending a day indoors in the winter, it's worth pulling the curtain aside and watching people struggle to clean the snow and ice off their cars. Not to be voyeuristic, just because it's a strange little dance - especially for those that lack a proper scraper and must resort to using a credit card until their fingers start to burn and they give up. On christmas eve of 2001 I awoke to find my drivers side door completely frozen over. I went back to bed. |
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sleepykev |
pish |
Wed 18th Aug 2004, 22:32 link |
| I just went up to the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror. I must have had about half a joints worth of ash in the stupid folds in my ear. That's never happened before. |