Em's gift to meeeeeeee! John's a pervert! PERRRRVERT!
[mood| 
...::laughs uncontrollably::]
[music| Shout - Tears For Fears]
disutility showed me John Hull's Xanga today. He's a guy from school that I had no idea was so perverted! He looks so...normal! Acts like it, too. He's a haiku god! ::can't stop laughing:: I think I've just developed a writer's crush! HAH! HAH! Ohhhhh.... ::sniffling and snickering::
Teaser:
"I love working there though. It's fascinating the conversations I hear. It's astounding how completely uninteresting they are. I also get a kick out of the couples who evade eachother gaze, sitting there silent the whole time. It's so uncomfortable to watch. I love it."
"You feel love tonight?
I hope so, my sweet baby
Tongue in your eyeball"
"You having troubles?
A Joycian solution:
Use Irish accent"
"God kills everyone
Glub glub glub goes the world
We should worship him?"
"My love is not blind
It is, though, a drunk
Sodomite chicken"
"God is not dead, no!
He is, however, locked in
The trunk of my car"
"I wrote a haiku based on a discovery I made:
Try masturbating
on a mostly full bladder
harder than you think"
"I shall post my list of activities for the celebration of the start of my 18th year of life. Here goes:
Tittybar visit
Get my nipples pierced (which I will be filming) and I might pierce my cock, too (don't know if I'll film that -- It'll be much like a baby delivery video -- except instead of a doctor it's a tattooed guy named Earl clamping the edge of my dick and I'll be screaming in pain for days afterwards)
Get a fine box of cigars -- Mac's prefered
Buy a pack of cigarettes and Zigzags
Get some cool sex stuff
Get drunk
Maybe get a hotel room, we'll see
Sounds like a plan to me."
"I found a picture left by some people in smoking. It's of two small children taking a nap at preschool together, next to Legos. It's very sweet.
I read this bio written by a Xanga person who says she wants to have sex on every continent in the world. While that is a goal of mine as well (as well as mastering the entire Kama Sutra -- or atleast giving each position a shot), I think it's funny how a thing like sex is not even close to being on the minds of the two kids in the picture."
"I expect something from each of you on my birthday. Blowjobs preffered."
"But I hate the idea of spending money on something I'll have to keep around, like clothes. I'd rather be a nudist. Besides, how much fun can a person have while clothed?"
"I drank half a bottle of Wild Irish Rose last night after making 121 bucks at work in one night and slid into my bed nude (I think my pubic hair is getting more orangy -- like freakish nuclear plant clown orange) and read "Naked Lunch" until I fell asleep face down on my bare mattress, not waking til 11 a.m. today.
It's a wonderful life, indeed."
"In the twisted words of Jesse Volpert, "CUM MY PANTS!"
That is all."
"Is it bad that I wish I could sleep all day and spend my only waking moments in bed with my eyes closed?
Nothing else matches that. Except for maybe smoking a cigar.
Or fucking or hugging. Or Billie."
"On the plus side I did find a psychological evaluation of myself when I was in pre-school that said, "John is tremendously bright, but has a extremely difficult time distinguishing between fantasy and reality."
It's funny how nothing has changed."
"Expertise: Giving blowjobs to jellyfish. It's very stimulating."
"I... love you... most of all...
My favorite Veg-e-ta-ble."
"http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y29/sinatrakix/Pettetr.jpg"
"My tongue hurts and I'm feeling romantic but it's 12:03 on a Sunday night (now Monday morning) and I only have my typewriter as company. I think I'll get stoned and pass out from my jumping Jesus pipe. Ahhh... National Lampoon, how you so continually crack me in the upward direction."
O____O Holy Batman! Who'da thunk? I LOVE YOU, JOHN H.! (Even John P. isn't as perverted!)
Wondering why Johns are perverts (maybe it has something to do with the toilets),
DM
...::laughs uncontrollably::]
[music| Shout - Tears For Fears]
disutility showed me John Hull's Xanga today. He's a guy from school that I had no idea was so perverted! He looks so...normal! Acts like it, too. He's a haiku god! ::can't stop laughing:: I think I've just developed a writer's crush! HAH! HAH! Ohhhhh.... ::sniffling and snickering::
Teaser:
"I love working there though. It's fascinating the conversations I hear. It's astounding how completely uninteresting they are. I also get a kick out of the couples who evade eachother gaze, sitting there silent the whole time. It's so uncomfortable to watch. I love it."
"You feel love tonight?
I hope so, my sweet baby
Tongue in your eyeball"
"You having troubles?
A Joycian solution:
Use Irish accent"
"God kills everyone
Glub glub glub goes the world
We should worship him?"
"My love is not blind
It is, though, a drunk
Sodomite chicken"
"God is not dead, no!
He is, however, locked in
The trunk of my car"
"I wrote a haiku based on a discovery I made:
Try masturbating
on a mostly full bladder
harder than you think"
"I shall post my list of activities for the celebration of the start of my 18th year of life. Here goes:
Tittybar visit
Get my nipples pierced (which I will be filming) and I might pierce my cock, too (don't know if I'll film that -- It'll be much like a baby delivery video -- except instead of a doctor it's a tattooed guy named Earl clamping the edge of my dick and I'll be screaming in pain for days afterwards)
Get a fine box of cigars -- Mac's prefered
Buy a pack of cigarettes and Zigzags
Get some cool sex stuff
Get drunk
Maybe get a hotel room, we'll see
Sounds like a plan to me."
"I found a picture left by some people in smoking. It's of two small children taking a nap at preschool together, next to Legos. It's very sweet.
I read this bio written by a Xanga person who says she wants to have sex on every continent in the world. While that is a goal of mine as well (as well as mastering the entire Kama Sutra -- or atleast giving each position a shot), I think it's funny how a thing like sex is not even close to being on the minds of the two kids in the picture."
"I expect something from each of you on my birthday. Blowjobs preffered."
"But I hate the idea of spending money on something I'll have to keep around, like clothes. I'd rather be a nudist. Besides, how much fun can a person have while clothed?"
"I drank half a bottle of Wild Irish Rose last night after making 121 bucks at work in one night and slid into my bed nude (I think my pubic hair is getting more orangy -- like freakish nuclear plant clown orange) and read "Naked Lunch" until I fell asleep face down on my bare mattress, not waking til 11 a.m. today.
It's a wonderful life, indeed."
"In the twisted words of Jesse Volpert, "CUM MY PANTS!"
That is all."
"Is it bad that I wish I could sleep all day and spend my only waking moments in bed with my eyes closed?
Nothing else matches that. Except for maybe smoking a cigar.
Or fucking or hugging. Or Billie."
"On the plus side I did find a psychological evaluation of myself when I was in pre-school that said, "John is tremendously bright, but has a extremely difficult time distinguishing between fantasy and reality."
It's funny how nothing has changed."
"Expertise: Giving blowjobs to jellyfish. It's very stimulating."
"I... love you... most of all...
My favorite Veg-e-ta-ble."
"http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y29/sinatrakix/Pettetr.jpg"
"My tongue hurts and I'm feeling romantic but it's 12:03 on a Sunday night (now Monday morning) and I only have my typewriter as company. I think I'll get stoned and pass out from my jumping Jesus pipe. Ahhh... National Lampoon, how you so continually crack me in the upward direction."
O____O Holy Batman! Who'da thunk? I LOVE YOU, JOHN H.! (Even John P. isn't as perverted!)
Wondering why Johns are perverts (maybe it has something to do with the toilets),
DM