dusseldorf
we're having a lot of fun. i'm skipping down the hallway singing improvised songs. this is an outrageous predicament. i'm pickled and i've been unloaded. i was on a truck, but i fell off. i bruised my rear. i stapled my homework to a steer. there was an outcry from the animal. i had to hold the handle of my bike. i'm on strike. at the crack of noon, i'll inflate a balloon with air from my lungs. i'm simply stunned. i can't take baked beans any more. not like that whore. i've got a cream pie smeared on my face. face it, i'm in a state of unrest. all of this drivel is in jest. i'm the most flamboyant trendsetter i can imagine. i'm pretty ravishing if you think about it. i'll give you time. just wait. wait for my own hesitation to update facebook status and gallivant around like a dopey phallus. i'm doped up on the thrill of an uncorrected life. i inherit the sins of my father and throw them away. i'm not fit to be sunken in a guilty life. that quagmire is not for me to endure. i'm too clean, free, and pure. i'm a noble spirit, and i'm with it. i can dig it. i know all about easter island and cabbage patch dolls. i know about shopping malls and their splendor. i can spend money with the best of them, i can spend money on a whim, i'm whimsical and i don't give a damn. there is not a damn to give. give it up for me! give up on irrational outbursts. i'm not medicated, i'm supportive of a free lifestyle. i'm physically fit, i'm able to bike a mile. i don't see the need to continue this screed, so i must take my leave of this ephemeral scene. see you around, clowns.