hahahah
A year ago today: My sister's boyfriend lost a bag of weed in our house forever jading its interior.
I was longing to escape my house after being stuck inside doing the Cooper Union hometest
I tried making one of my first entries and Andrew Arzberger made fun of how my first entry was backdated in 1998.
My cat Fred-Fred ate my beloved fighting fish, Spiderman and my friend made an ode to him. 1 year to the day, Spiderman. Thou art missed. <3 You were the best fish EVER. Kevin tried to cheer me up. I had that fish for a very long time and it made those late nights when inspiration struck less lonely. He was on my art-desk. :) Kevin. Great friend, great neighbor. I finally conceded that he won the Christmas Decorating battle again. Mostly, because I had no lights this year! hahah
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many thoughts come to mind
now that spidermans dead
he wasn't meant for much I guess
just an extra meal for Fred Fred
he never saw it coming as he was swimming
the cats paw towards the bowl did swoop
now the next time we see spiderman
he will be in fred fred's poop
sometimes in life we become attached
to creatures of another species
but it will be hard to still feel that way about spiderman
because he is going to be feces
and at this time as we discuss
his transition to fecal matter
lets hope his fish gils get one last taste of oxygen
as he goes thru fred freds bladder
I almost have to shed a tear
when I think of his demise
and when I think of how many calories he is
he'll go straight to fred fred's thighs
perhaps a service is in order
perhaps we'll all shed a tear
perhaps spiderman will even make an appearence
poking out of fred fred's rear
the hurting feels like it will never go away
I guess eventually we'll get over it
but its a tough pill life gives us to swallow
when our beloveds are turned into shit
---Kevin-Motherf'in Buckalew
I was longing to escape my house after being stuck inside doing the Cooper Union hometest
I tried making one of my first entries and Andrew Arzberger made fun of how my first entry was backdated in 1998.
My cat Fred-Fred ate my beloved fighting fish, Spiderman and my friend made an ode to him. 1 year to the day, Spiderman. Thou art missed. <3 You were the best fish EVER. Kevin tried to cheer me up. I had that fish for a very long time and it made those late nights when inspiration struck less lonely. He was on my art-desk. :) Kevin. Great friend, great neighbor. I finally conceded that he won the Christmas Decorating battle again. Mostly, because I had no lights this year! hahah
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many thoughts come to mind
now that spidermans dead
he wasn't meant for much I guess
just an extra meal for Fred Fred
he never saw it coming as he was swimming
the cats paw towards the bowl did swoop
now the next time we see spiderman
he will be in fred fred's poop
sometimes in life we become attached
to creatures of another species
but it will be hard to still feel that way about spiderman
because he is going to be feces
and at this time as we discuss
his transition to fecal matter
lets hope his fish gils get one last taste of oxygen
as he goes thru fred freds bladder
I almost have to shed a tear
when I think of his demise
and when I think of how many calories he is
he'll go straight to fred fred's thighs
perhaps a service is in order
perhaps we'll all shed a tear
perhaps spiderman will even make an appearence
poking out of fred fred's rear
the hurting feels like it will never go away
I guess eventually we'll get over it
but its a tough pill life gives us to swallow
when our beloveds are turned into shit
---Kevin-Motherf'in Buckalew