Mar 31, 2004 14:43
pot, pot, pot
let me tell you something about marijuana children
its good
damn good. and the lord said unto me
im fuckin stoned man, and then he delivered to us that magnificent plant and he brought his own bong because its one thing to smoke pot , but to smoke trees just isnt cool,
BOSCO REPORT: hes sleeping on moms bed... A'GANE-AH!
i dont want to tell him to get off because he looks so comfterble
BRYON REPORT: hungry, tired, and my hands are HUGE, MAN!
when winn dixie cashed my check they gave me 30 dollars in ones along with a few 20's
i need a wallet, anyone want to buy/make/steal me one?
i decided to start making a record of my own
i started writing silly short songs about alienation, bosco, friends, beer, and of course, boobies and pot.
actually boobies and pot would by a cool concept for one of the songs on this soon to be procrastinated record.
that ill probably never do now that i think about it. but you may see something out of me other then the rest of the band because i feel self exploration through music could be as enlightening as group exploration. or it may be complete shit, who knows...
i know its a long ways away from ... hahaha my birthday
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
i know its a long ways away from my birthday
dude that sooo fucking rhymes
seee, theres another song soon to be written by me on my soon to be procrastinated record that will never happen because im a mook.
mooks make me puke
they drivel in the stew
in the colorless, empty,
flesh ridden, buckets.
theres a little poetry for you poem fans
i find it very "twinky fuild in the sky" sort of rhyme scheme.
YOU KNOW THAT IT WAS!
dont lIKE IT?
WELL DONT LIE TO ME!
TELL ME HOW/WHAT/WHY DO YOU FEEL
"I SAID GOD DAMN"