Those with ¥. They Rue You.
The impulses are wrong. Ma Fish is merely tinkering with a hodge-podge of unessentials.
"the eye is what kills.. you can't see the hole"
Her Ma Fish company is involved in a peice, Ag Nature, that deals with crimes against nature and mankind.
AND THIS, this is me thinking aboutwhat am i thankful for?
yes yes, the part you've all been chomping at the bit for, or not. i'm thankful for a hero, elmer, a philosophy bongo hour drum (FINALLY), thomas edison, smiling vaces, crooked faces, doc martin_that silly fool, notched his nose to a 43 degree obtuse, now how do you do that, it's chihuly, n ey, public transportaion, empty composition books, and hats.
Usury, sodomy, war, Ezra Pound and Dante are her sources. And pink juice shot out of out of the couch when somebody sat on it.
ohh where was i, well first we were in peidmont park, and it was nothing new except a soccer team wearing caeser chicken masks and a lisping cokatoo-ing beserking tobacco chewing/spitting old man. it's the socia winger of prime-time Armegedon ≤ERROR veiwings in bricks. i went on a insufficient counterpoised no-stamp-on-the-hand required hike and found a buzzard about your size. in fact, twice the size you were when you were seven, my dear Bobby Pin.
Italian, American Sign Language, Butoh, Charles Amerikanian's sound collage and mime are her tools.
