Monthly Archives: January 2007

Secret Language

wild wild west boom thum boom thum flash of a badge blowjobs in the lot blank stare practice cheap cheap ethyl flowing into delivery liquids wild red eyes and new blood chemistry waving a big handgun ‘down on the ground’ … Continue reading

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it’s a near thing.

some are sleeping some are dying some are laughing some are having great sex some are stalking. my quark-filled machine pattern reactifymacreadyports like a nation this is all magic but we are early models and freaked-out geeks wall to wall … Continue reading

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