SOMETIMES YOU GOT TO START OFF THE WRONG WAY TO FIND THE RIGHT ONE THIS BLOG IS A CASE IN POINT HERE I’VE SPENT THE FIRST NINE MONTHS TRYING TO HASH UP ALL MY LOST VICTORIES AND THEN IN THE WEE HOURS LAST NITE WHAMMO LORD ALMIGHTY THE TRUE PATH DONE COME TO ME AND RANGERS IT AIN’T THE ROAD TO SODOMY JUNCTION RATHER ITS PUT FORTH IN FOUR LETTER WORDS FUCK THEM SHIT HEAD CATZ PINK KICK BACK ---------------------------------------- you see it was like this around 4 o’clock in the AM last night THERE I WAS fingering luxury bed covers drawn up under my weak chin and with THE PINK CRANIUM IN FULL OPERATION WHURRING AGOG STEDA PURRING AND WITH JOB SPACE DUTIES ONLY 6 TIME CLICKS AWAY DAMNED IFIT DIDN'T HAPPEN DAMNED IFIT DIDN'T ALL CAME TO ME suddenly and in a big flash of goodness and light BURSTING THRU THE NITE BRAMBLES THE SIMPLE COMMAND " FUCKING GO FOR IT " fuck this retreat master pinky get your just revenge fuck this forced benching fuck this self deception fuck this inner worm nickering away inside you fuck this “SHATTERED Mr Pinky ” shit CEASE this inner gurgle this delcious irony this throttled shame fuck “ remember Pinky not just any fool can ruin a five generation family bizness isn't that achievement enough " fuck " your false memoirs " shit on that carpet and the whole fucking scene too what's good enough for a cracked pot like Montaigne just isn’t good enough for Pinkerton T Paine ---------------------------------------- so here it iz ladies of the jury you can kiss my candy ass i ain’t running up the white one any more from here on in its the JOLLY FUCKING ROGER goin ta fly from this particular Paines pole AND SINCE there's no way back well fucking fine then forward it'll be cause sisterz i ain’t staying dropped i ain’t staying out of the market i ain’t hanging back i ain't meager feeding any longer on my piece of grand dads trust fundage HELL FUCKING NO I AIN’T JUST GOING TO KEEP LYING AROUND HERE ON MY TEN MILE WIDE LAZY STREAK PIPE DREAMING hiding out under a toad stoll cadging comissh NO MADAM FORGET the siren call of nowheresville after all who's not willin to risk the creature comforts of worthlessness forget THE UNIQUE BRAND OF red and green silk panties i grew up in SHIT SISTER don't be lulled I COME FROM ENTERPRISING STOCK FUCK IT AND FUCK YOU YOU walrus JUDGES YOU tin pot CREDITORS YOU legal BEAGLES YOU blue STOCKINGS YOU hand WRINGERS AND head WARMERS YOU snob SISTERS AND coin COUNTERS and especially YOU whore VENDERS FUCK YOU AND just for the sport of it FUCK THE REST OF YOU MAJOR LEAGUE DIP SHITS OUT THERE too FUCK YOU ALL PINKY IS COMING BACK AND HERE YOU SWARMING DICKHEADS and here's my charmed conveyance MY CHARIOT OF FIRE THE PAINE’S PHOENIX II MATTRESS AMERICA'S PEERLESS WAY TO A SOLID NIGHT'S SLEEP ------------------------------------------ AND SINCE NO MAN CAN DO IT ALL ALONE DON’T THINK I DON’T GOT A SCARE YOUR ASS CONFEDERATE OR TWO UP MY SLEEVE CAUSE I DO ALREADY IN LESS THEN 12 HOURS I GOT PRACTICALLY SIGNED ON TO THIS NEW VENTURE OH YES DOCTOR YES CATCH THIS PICK UP THE MARKETING TEAM OF ZOOMER AND WATT-ELLIS DID YOU HEAR ME FUCK MOUTHS THATS RIGHT YES I PINKY PLANKER PAINE I'VE GOT RICHARD “ FUCKING ” ZOOMER THE LITTLE BIG HORN HIMSELF THE MAN WHO BLOWZ ON GIANTS AND KEEPS ON TRUCKING AND I GOT HIS PARTNER TOO THE ORIGINAL KITCHEN WEASEL THE MAN WITH 2 NAMES A ONE VALVE HEART AND HERO’S PROFILE MR WATT-ELLIS esq I BET YOU’RE PAYING ATTENTION NOW AREN’T YOU MASTER SCUM TOOTH I GOT MY SELF ALREADY DAY ONE A PAIR OF TOP END HOME FURNISHINGS HIGH STEPPERS AND LISTEN WAIT TILL YOU GET A LOAD OF MY SECOND FEATURE WAIT TILL YOU SEE YOUND DAVID SHIT PISSERY HE’S MY REAL SECRET WEAPON HE’S MY HAND PICKED WING MAN AND YOU CAN DICK MY DOGS EACH TWICE IF YOUNG DAVID WON’T PROVE A THUMPER AND A TRUMPER ESPECIALLY WHEN IT GETS TO THE SHORT STROKES --------------------------------------------------------------- GET USED TO IT FOLKS THE PHEONIX II IZ AMERICAS NITE TIME FUTURE PLAIN AND SIMPLY THE LAST GASP IN SLEEP SURFACING AND YOU CAN TAKE THAT STRAIGHT FROM ME TO THE BANK STRAIGHT FROM THE OLD SLEEP SNAKE HIMSELF PINKERTON PAINOWSKI ALL THE WAY TO GOLDONIA -------------------------------------------- SO WHAT'S THE MAGIC? WHATZ THE LIGHT THAT DIETH NOT ? WHATZ THE QUINTESSENCE IN A WORD MODULARITY -------------------------------------------------Posted by pinky at November 24, 2001 09:24 AM
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