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Posted: 23 Dec 2018 14:03 [ permalink ]
i asked someone where the flies sleep at night. he said 'all in the same
corner'
now im afaid of corners ð
in the dark a shirt hanging from a peg might be a bunch of flies
they'll know i used an electric tennis racket on their mothers
they'll know and remember in their little minds
the pop and flare of their friends caught on my strings
Posted: 11 Feb 2018 10:07 [ permalink ]
You know how much I need you, to beat you to a pulp on a saturday night. How
can you treat me this way? Why are you running away?
Posted: 16 Apr 2017 13:43 [ permalink ]
sianna: ach, allow me to help you with my flaying knife. I will make you a
nice umbrella.
sianna: into.
sianna: your new name: 'the thieving hamburger'
sianna: oh pwease pwease
sianna: *licks flaying knife with forked tongue*
sianna: er you wont feel a thing? :)
sianna: i tok tok you on head with hammer first
niittikippo: they say one should try everything in life, sign me up
Posted: 23 Nov 2014 07:52 [ permalink ]
me:  well, thank you, i'd like to first thank the great discombobulation that
produced the human race, and of course destiny, which arranged for me to be
standing in the flightpath of this.. what i can only call.. the 747 of
awards..

me:  i'd also like to thank my cords and  sinews, that allowed me to lift my
arms, and the fine motor sensors that allowed me to grip, with a slight
provisio of unspoken regret that i couldnt handle its prodigious weight with a
tail.. whichme:  i think you will admit, were.. um
 
me:  not nearly as attractive on a baboon as they are on a cat

Posted: 28 Mar 2014 02:02 [ permalink ]
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Lavitz tells you 'I have a beard now'
You tell Lavitz 'well you know'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Can not tell: Laviotz (no such player exists)
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Lavitz tells you 'trimmed short, not all bushy hobo
busin
ess'
You tell Lavitz 'they can fix that'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Lavitz 'i know florence had that same problem
:D
'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Info: Kyurama goes link dead.
Lavitz tells you 'beards are the new hotness'
You tell Lavitz 'i heard that'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Please easy type to me so I can sucess reply.
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Lavitz 'not in my generation 41'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Lavitz 'they are astill sign of semitic'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Info: Dl goes link dead.
Info: Pirutar goes link dead.
Lavitz tells you 'I tried moustache but I looked like a pedophile'
Info: Zorb goes link dead.
You tell Lavitz 'the truth will set you free !'
Posted: 23 Apr 2013 13:45 [ permalink ]
me:  There's something about someone whoo looks like an alphabet that i dont
know.. just
you know
i know i'm being organicialist
an organicist
as opposed to young, beautiful and intensely stupid
Posted: 17 Apr 2013 14:54 [ permalink ]
me:  im this does not apply to finns who reach sexual peak at 12 and maintain
it until they are dead
this is what i was told
sometimes they maintain it after death too
but thats a specialised market
Posted: 01 May 2012 14:09 [ permalink ]
You tell Dreadlord (offline) 'i developed an app called  dreadwhacakainvisiblem
ole'
You tell Dreadlord (offline) 'basically it alerts me the moment you logoff,
 then i log on, send a random message'
You tell Dreadlord (offline) 'it forces a logoff if you log in'
Posted: 13 Dec 2011 23:04 [ permalink ]
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Eletra tells you 'i'm not gaaaaayyyyyyy'
You tell Eletra 'lets do the gay tst'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Eletra 'test'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Eletra 'do you trim your pubes?'
Eletra tells you 'sure'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Eletra 'answer it and see'
You tell Eletra 'you answere sure'
You tell Eletra 'hm mm mmm m m m'
You tell Eletra 'yes mmm mm'
You tell Eletra 'YOU FCUKING GAY !@'

Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Eletra 'anyway second question'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Eletra 'did you ever sepend any time in
florenee
nce'
Eletra tells you 'i was there once'
You tell Eletra 'GAYDAR GOES OOFF!'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Eletra 'GEBNTLEMEN AND LADIES EELETRA
OFFICIALLY
 TAKES IT UP THE BUTT'


Posted: 06 Dec 2011 10:01 [ permalink ]
Dreadlord tells you 'wheres my xmas poem?' (Mon Dec 05 18:35:23 2011)
You tell Dreadlord (offline) 'tis the season to be jolly'
You tell Dreadlord (offline) 'fallalala lala lala'
You tell Dreadlord (offline) 'please shoot me and load my corpse into a
trolley'
You tell Dreadlord (offline) 'falalala lala lala'
Posted: 29 Jul 2011 14:12 [ permalink ]
You tell Dreadlord 'down in the tropical keys'
Hp:411/411 Sp:599/900 >You tell Dreadlord 'theres a place called oslomo'
You tell Dreadlord 'thats where i want to go'
Hp:411/411 Sp:709/900 >You tell Dreadlord 'to get away from it all'
You tell Dreadlord 'bodies in the sand'
Hp:411/411 Sp:709/900 >You tell Dreadlord 'da da da dee da dee dda da'
Posted: 29 Jul 2011 08:10 [ permalink ]
You tell Azura 'i got the good dirt'
Azura tells you 'dish!'
You tell Azura (fighting) 'well like little tony grooper said that marry
 kooperman was like a big slut'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >@Azura goes 'Ooooo...' at you.
Info: Jeremy enters the game.
You tell Azura 'well i was like  wow cause you know she kissed big  bill
 mendelman behind the bycicile club'
You tell Azura (*Camping*) 'i so knew that was im like maybe shes got herpes
or
 soemthing'
Azura tells you 'ah ha'
You tell Azura ' she is so busted im like going to phone her parents and
 pretend im a concerned citizen'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >Azura tells you 'so evil! i like it'
You tell Azura 'and im like  mr kooperman your daughter is a big whore'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You emote to Azura 'stares lazily at you.'

Posted: 19 Apr 2011 13:14 [ permalink ]
Grand canyons of space and time universal
My mind is subjected to all

Stab! Bawl! Punch! Crawl!
Hooks to my brain are well in
Stab! Bawl! Punch! Crawl!
I know what I am, I'm Berlin

Through cracked, blackened memories of unit dispersal
I face the impregnable wall

Stab! Bawl! Punch! Crawl!
Hooks to my brain are well in
Stab! Bawl! Punch! Crawl!
I know what I am, I'm Berlin

Exploding, reloading, this quest never ending
Until I give out my last breath

I'm stabbing and bawling, I'm punching and crawling
Hooks to my brain are well in
I'm stabbing and bawling, I'm punching and crawling
I know what I am, I'm Berlin

Posted: 24 Mar 2011 06:51 [ permalink ]
"We are going to inherit the earth . There is not the slightest doubt about
that. The bourgeoisie may blast and burn its own world before it finally
leaves the stage of history. We Are not afraid of ruins. We who ploughed the
prairies and built the cities can build again, only better next time. We carry
a new world, here in our hearts. That world is growing this minute."
----Durruti 

Posted: 16 Mar 2011 17:43 [ permalink ]
You tell Eletra (idle 7min and 33s) 'actually might be fun to do a mud.. but
so
 boring and pointless'
You tell Eletra (idle 8min and 51s) 'probably end up with two players'
You tell Eletra (idle 9min and 6s) 'you alternately killing and fucking
goblins and me'
You tell Eletra (idle 10min and 34s) 'that came out wrong'
Hp:411/411 Sp:900/900 >You tell Eletra (idle 10min and 39s) 'so wrong'
Posted: 20 Oct 2010 12:14 [ permalink ]
Laniwan tells you 'why the long face ?'
You tell Laniwan 'my mother fucked a horse.'**
Posted: 06 Oct 2010 17:13 [ permalink ]
Have mercy on me, sir
Allow me to impose on you
I have no place to stay
And my bones are cold right through
I will tell you a story
Of a man and his family
And I swear that it is true
Ten years ago I met a girl named joy
She was a sweet and happy thing
Her eyes were bright blue jewels
And we were married in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little love could bring
Or what life had in store
But all things move toward their end
All things move toward their their end
On that you can be sure
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
Then one morning I awoke to find her weeping
And for many days to follow
She grew so sad and lonely
Became joy in name only
Within her breast there launched an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and grim force set sail
* farewell happy fields *
* where joy forever dwells *
* hail horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some awful premonition
As if she saw into the heart of her final blood-soaked
Night
Those lunatic eyes, that hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, that I have your attention!
Well, could it be? 
How often Ive asked that question
Well, then in quick succession
We had babies, one, two, three
We called them hilda, hattie and holly
They were their mothers children
Their eyes were bright blue jewels
And they were quiet as a mouse
There was no laughter in the house
No, not from hilda, hattie or holly
No wonder, people said, poor mother
Joys so melancholy
Well, one night there came a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a sick friend
I was a doctor then
Joy and the girls were on their own
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
Joy had been bound with electrical tape
In her mouth a gag
Shed been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed into a sleeping bag
In their very cots my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of murder much the same as my wifes
Method of murder much the same as my wifes
It was midnight when I arrived home
Said to the police on the telephone
Someones taken four innocent lives
They never caught the man
Hes still on the loose
It seems he has done many many more
Quotes john milton on the walls in the victims blood
The police are investigating at tremendous cost
In my house he wrote * his red right hand *
That, Im told is from paradise lost
The wind round here gets wicked cold
But my story is nearly told
I fear the morning will bring quite a frost
And so Ive left my home
I drift from land to land
I am upon your step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures wheel
The wolves howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this small favour, friend
Would be the sum of earthly bliss
Do you reckon me a friend? 
* the sun to me is dark *
* and silent as the moon *
Do you, sir, have a room? 
Are you beckoning me in? 
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
Posted: 13 Sep 2010 16:50 [ permalink ]
O Satan, take pity on my long misery! You who give the outlaw that calm and
haughty look That damns the whole multitude around his scaffold. O Satan, take
pity on my long misery! You who know in what nooks of the miserly earth A
jealous God has hidden precious stones, O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You whose clear eye sees the deep arsenals Where the tribe of metals sleeps in
its tomb, O Satan, take pity on my long misery! You whose broad hand conceals
the precipice From the sleep-walker wandering on the building's ledge, O
Satan, take pity on my long misery! You who soften magically the old bones Of
belated drunkards trampled by the horses, O Satan, take pity on my long
misery! You who to console frail mankind in its sufferings Taught us to mix
sulphur and saltpeter, O Satan, take pity on my long misery! 
Posted: 08 Mar 2010 08:27 [ permalink ]
You tell Dreadlord and Azura 'ducks ruined this country'
You tell Dreadlord and Azura 'goddamned waterbacks'
Posted: 08 Mar 2010 08:23 [ permalink ]
Azura tells you 'I'v been around my duck friends too long'
You tell Azura 'so you admit u have duck friends'
Azura tells you 'I keep an open mind'
You tell Azura 'ducks are rotting the fabric of this great nation'
Azura tells you 'go sit in the back you duck'
You tell Azura 'thats it!'
You tell Azura 'you aint using our toilet duck!'
You tell Azura 'thats one in the back fer u'
Posted: 07 Feb 2010 21:40 [ permalink ]
You tell Dreadlord 'playing birds in rainforest sound bytes to help with
 negative thoughts u gave me'

You tell Dreadlord 'now im playing demons in hell sound bytes t to mix with
 birds in case i get too happy :('

Dreadlord tells you ':)'
Posted: 14 Dec 2009 00:49 [ permalink ]
You open the present.
From the present falls a red christmas hat with a jingle bell.
You tell Eletra 'FUCK'
You tell Eletra 'FUCKKKKK'
You tell Eletra 'YES YOU ARE FUCKED'
Ghost of Alorn [ghost]: rais
Santa Claus waves happily.
You tell Eletra 'SHIT OUT OF LUCK'
You punch Santa Claus in the nose.
You knee Santa Claus in the groin.
Posted: 14 Dec 2009 00:28 [ permalink ]
You tell Lavitz (*532*) and Eletra 'having eletra as an enemy is like having
 pube trimming teddy bear come after you with a pool noodle and a flower'
Posted: 14 Dec 2009 00:26 [ permalink ]
Eletra tells you 'i cant help it that women drop to my feet :)'
Eletra tells you 'like you did'
You tell Eletra 'yeah when you club them on the back of the neck'
You tell Eletra 'no one can help falling at your feet when they have spinal
 injury'
You tell Eletra 'head on a stick'
Eletra tells you ':('
Posted: 01 Dec 2009 11:51 [ permalink ]

Hey Santa claus you cunt!

Where's me fucking bike?

I've unwrapped all this other junk and there's nothing that I like.

I wrote you a fucking letter and I come to see you twice

Ya worn out geriatric fart, you forgot me fucking bike.

If I wanted a pair of bloody thongs, I'd have bloody asked.

And this cowboy suit and ping pong set you can shove right up your arse!

You've stuffed me bloody order up

It's enough to make you spew

And I'm not the only one who's snakey 

Me sisters dirty too!

(female voice)
Hey santa clause you cunt!

Where's me fucking pram?

You promised me you'd bring me one, you remember who I am.

'Cause I'm the little girl who you made sit right on your hand

I'll give you fucking ho ho ho

You forgot me fucking pram

(male voice)
Next time I come to see ya, I'm gonna punch you in the guts

And I'll let your fucking reihndeer go and kick Rudolf in the nuts!

You just wait 'till next year, when you go to that store

And me and me little sister, come stomping through the door

And we'll say, yeah you wait for it

Hey mums and dads you smell his breath and check his bloodshot eyes

And don't listen to him boys and girls 'cause he tells fucking lies

He's just a piss tank and a pervert, and he's not even very bright 

'Cause the old fucking wanker Forgot me fucking bike.

You wait you old cunt, I'm gonna dob you in

Tell me old man on you, he's gonna punch your fucking lights out

"I saw mummy sucking santa clause"

Posted: 30 Nov 2009 22:53 [ permalink ]
You horribly shred Bartel causing heart tissue to fly everywhere.
Bartel lies breatheing heavily on the ground.
Bartel coughs out 'Come on, finish me..'
You say 'My pleasure.'
You swing your weapon in a wide arc and hit Bartel's head from
the side. His head flies far up over the walls of the arena.
Posted: 16 Mar 2009 09:36 [ permalink ]
Dreadlord tells you 'i had a suitcase but i lost it'
You tell Dreadlord 'your suitecase is on a triopical island'
You tell Dreadlord 'sorrounded by tanned island girls'
You tell Dreadlord 'with a cocktail in each hand'
Dreadlord tells you 'give coordinates plox!'
Posted: 25 Dec 2008 00:46 [ permalink ]
3. Hate Of All Hatreds

[Lead Guitar: Ralph]

Hatred to the end of time; wishing death you soon will find
Finalize the travesty; what you are is less than me
Blood on your hand and lies on your breath
All you defile and all that you bled
Vanquished from sight with no meaning or need
Free of your filth and your vile disease
all will rejoice on the day of your death
No one to miss you or wish you the best
Hate of all hatreds and always will be; Conquering nothing; you'll never find
peace

No matter where you go; within this world we live
Will save you from the emptiness or pain you're in
You have no heart
It's dead!
It won't happen again
My pestilence will follow you
Until the day you fuckin' die!

Always forever your conscious will bleed
Buried in pity; obnoxious with greed
Every endeavor will fall on its face
No more of you and remove every trace
Blood lines are severed and cease to exist
Take your own life in a volatile fit
End of the rope in your circle of lies
Hanging yourself with a vicious design

It will be seen and the truth will be known
No more tomorrow for you or your throne
Stripped of your power and vanquished to death
Hate of all hatreds is all that is left.
[Repeat]

Now and forever you'll never get me
Gone from your world and shall forever will be
Hate you with everything I am about
Leave you for dead and without any doubt
Live by your rule; who would want to?

Off with yourself to a life of disgrace
Go down a path until death you will face
Hate of all hatred encumbrance your soul
Hanging yourself has begun to unfold
No where inside you is anything seen
Empty to all and to all that you scheme
With no virtue; thou despise you
Recklessly doomed through my hatred consumed
I will not rest until you are entombed
[Repeat]

My pestilence will follow you unto the day I watch you fuckin' die
Posted: 25 Dec 2008 00:40 [ permalink ]
9. The Pentecostal

Zombie of Jesus, heavenly fascist, worse of the worse,
Christian emphatic, baptized in panic, symbol rebirth,
Life ever after, total disaster, sick and perverse.

Glazed eyes of emptiness stare into space,
Brain washed to clean the sins you have embraced,
Dancing with serpents, and chanting to god.
Drinking of poison and speaking in tongues,
Full of his spirit and flailing around,
Warding off evil, on those who've been bound,
The Pentecostal revival the suffering.

Insane with penitence, mindless fanatic, everything Satan.

Wish for the rapture, death is embellish, verse his intent,
Counting thy blessings can't wait till heaven, mind fucked by god

Nothing you own it was all given up,
Stripped of your dignity and who you are,
Recite the bible with every word said,
Repent to Jesus or we will be dead.
Lost in the verses of revelations
Stuck in the notion of where is the son.
The Pentecostal revival the suffering.


Posted: 25 Dec 2008 00:39 [ permalink ]
7. From Darkness Come

I take his name in vain and devastate; disgrace his sacred dove,
Then raise my glass, to god and drink thy blood, Jesus I hate your guts.
If all believed, what then? Where would this end, a world to live as one?
They hail the cross, then kill, for holy cause, his faith, the name of god?

I will not coven thee, murderous history,
Christians forgived themselves for their atrocities,
Heaven is all they know, waiting their time to go,
Damning who doesn't believe in their stagnant lord,
Never will I give up, scared by his only son,
All that I conjure conflict what your bible want...
Always forever be, anti religiously, killing your god is my answer to
everything...Die..............

From darkness I come, the face of sacrilege,
From darkness come, invert the crucifix,
From darkness I come with no love for Jesus,
From darkness come, I will stab and beat him

Beyond belief, in god, don't prey for me, Christian stupidity
I spite his word, with truth, for all to learn, worthless fragility,
From birth, scheming, I search, and spread the word,
Satan is on the earth.
The end of god, destroyed; is all I want, kill him, from darkness come,

Get down on to my knees I wont for any thing,
nor am I filled with the spirit heavens love.
It makes no sense to me, holy philosophies,
ravaged by years of his threats and hypocrisies.
I will not follow with, into oblivion, spit on his bible and refuse to worship
it,
After the thrill of god, forsaken only son, death to his dominion,
religion dead and gone. DIE


8. Go Now Your Lord Is Dead

Holy bible, instrument of death, book of fools and ignorance
Without a trace, to the other side, faith in god atlas has died.
Aged and faded, Christianity, dying down in it's disease,
Heaven hated, never know his love, leave you where you have begun,

Testaments to the contradiction, death to you for the souls you save, unify
his masses.
Sacrifice to the crucifixion; you deserved to die this way,
Go now your lord is dead.

Human failure, Christians crucified, on the cross of Christ design,
God's creation, rule this world with lies, and the truth will leave you blind,
No more Jesus, evil axe to grind, choose the path that we desire.
Christ religion, genocide is near watch your churches disappear.

Condescending ancient wisdom, solitude begot this day,
The light surpassing,
Without a place of worship, the sheep have been displaced,
Go now your lord is dead...
Posted: 25 Dec 2008 00:38 [ permalink ]
5. When Heaven Burns

[spoken backwards:]
"I smell smoke"

Wonder and wait as I stare at the cross,
Thinking in ways that have Christ at a loss,
Kick your ass out through the lord's pearly gates,
When heaven burns and engulfed into flame.
Blasphemes villain, the killings begin,
Murdering Christians and torturing them,
Conquering churches and slaughtering lambs,
Doing it all for my love of Satan... (I love you Satan, my lord)
Bring death to your god; tear apart his begotten son,
Christian you are dead, fucking kill every one of them,
Drop down in defeat, retribution of hypocrisy,
In life is unknown, after here I will own your soul.
Death to god banished and burned to incite the invert,
Blasphemy.... When heavens burns we inherit the earth,
No more lies, churches and crosses confusing the mind,

Agony watching them burn in their righteous empire,
When heaven burns I will dance in its fire!!!!!!!
Drop dead hyraces, paradise has begun to bleed,
Give praise to the lord, over run in the face of war,
Christian wait with death, heaven burns into nothingness.
Satan on his throne rejoice in returning home.
End of god, when heaven burns it will fall to the earth,
Watch it burn angels on fire and screaming berserk,
Holy ghost, lost in confusion and puking in pain,
When it burns pissing on prophets that fall to the flame.

Wonder and wait as I stare at the cross,
Thinking in ways that have Christ at a loss,
Kick your ass out through the lord's pearly gates,
When heaven burns I will stomp on his face.
Blasphemes villains, the killings begin,
Murdering Christians and torturing them,
Conquering churches and slaughtering lambs,
Doing it all for my love of Satan.

Posted: 25 Dec 2008 00:37 [ permalink ]
4. Fuck Your God

I foresee at my end to be banished,
By your god for my life and branding
Never around, in the greatness of sorrow,
Screw your god and his UN writ moral.
Stifle god, and the idols of hatred,
Out of my heart, I have always been free,
One with no need all alone and satanic.
Wretched and Vile, fuck your god, de face him.
Who could believe in a lord that's demanding?
Hard to believe when we die we vanish,
In his deny and for all his creation,
Fuck your god and his righteous hatred.
You and your son, you are nothing but absence,
Something not there that controls this planet,
Only deceit do I see in your hallow
If you believe you will dwell in failure.
Fuck Your God, Holy mother for the whore she is,
Fuck your God, bible thumper preaching threats from hymn,
Fuck your god, his revival and the holy Ghost,
Fuck your god; only tell us what we need to know,
Fuck your god, pointing fingers and then do as me,
Fuck your god, you are nothing and you'll never be,
Fuck your god; it is Satan who in trusts my soul,
Fuck your god, where the Christians are I will not go.
Fuck your god!!!!!

Fuck his, commandments, and prophet's left stranded to die,
Not in my heart or my soul as I go through this life,
Good book of bullshit lay dirty with vengeance and lies,
Go fuck your Jesus and get- the- fuck out my sight.

Unity over flowing with anger,
It is our time to remove the savior,
Christians are weak and the bible is beaten,
Homage to god, in this world not needed.
Fuck your god an his annals of plager,
Falling apart and exposing the light,
I will not live by the words of their Jesus,
He did not die to protect or save me.
There is just blood in his book of deceiving,
Riddles and crap to his divine healing,
Fail is your faith and you blame it on Satan,
Christians can't see that their preys are wasted.
Not a slave to religion unrendered,
Falsified god and his Christ redempters.
Never to be in the presence of grandeur,
I am for me and forever after.

Fuck Your God, Holy mother for the whore she is,
Fuck your God, bible thumper preaching threats from hymn,
Fuck your god, his revival and the holy Ghost,
Fuck your god; only tell us what we need to know,
Fuck your god, pointing fingers and then do as me,
Fuck your god, you are nothing and you'll never be,
Fuck your god; it is Satan who in trusts my soul,
Fuck your god, where the Christians are I will not go.
Fuck your god!!!!! Fuck you!!!!


Posted: 04 Dec 2008 23:39 [ permalink ]
You're a spy and a blackmailer,

a forger, a pimp, a pervert,

and a trainer of gladiators,

Vacerra. I can't understand

why you aren't rich.

Posted: 04 Dec 2008 23:36 [ permalink ]
Odi et amo. Quare id faciam fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio, et excrucior.
Posted: 29 Oct 2008 22:24 [ permalink ]
I am riveted to the tavern counter.
Long past drunk, I don't give a damn.
A sleigh has stolen my happiness
Away into the silvery smoke...

It flew off in a sleigh, is buried deep
In the snows of time, in the reaches of years...
And it only sifts over my soul,
Like a silvery mist kicked up by the hooves. 

In the muffled darkness sparks fly up,
Sparks light up, light up the night...
The sleigh bells jangle on and on
Telling of happiness, of its flight...

And there is only the golden harness
Shining all night...Ringing all night...
And you, my soul...my muffled soul...
Are reeling drunk...reeling drunk...

Posted: 29 Oct 2008 22:21 [ permalink ]
Now I'm not a man and I don't feel love And I
don't see anything coming down from above But this
world spins slowly and I see a light Rising up
from behind the horizon up into the clear black
sky But I don't see you in my line of sight In
fact I can't remember why we are alive
Posted: 29 Oct 2008 22:20 [ permalink ]
Because I love you
I give you this
Don't be afraid of this
You can trust me now
Though we will
deceive ourselves
You can trust me now
You can trust me now
Don't be afraid of this
It's not unusual
It's not unusual
Because I love you
You can trust me now
You will never know
You will never know
You can not trust me now
Don't be afraid of this
You can trust me now
It's not unusual
You can not trust me now
You will never know
It's not unusual
It's not unusual
Posted: 21 Oct 2008 13:34 [ permalink ]
titillate 

verb 
1.  touch (a body part) lightly so as to excite the surface nerves and cause
uneasiness, laughter, or spasmodic movements [syn: tickle]  
2.  excite pleasurably or erotically; "A titillating story appeared in the
usually conservative magazine"  

Posted: 28 Sep 2008 23:35 [ permalink ]
more productive
comfortable
not drinking too much
regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week)
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries
at ease
eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats)
a patient better driver
a safer car (baby smiling in back seat)
sleeping well (no bad dreams)
no paranoia
careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole)
keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then)
will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in wall)
favours for favours
fond but not in love
charity standing orders
on sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants)
car wash (also on sundays)
no longer afraid of the dark
or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate
nothing so childish
at a better pace
slower and more calculated
no chance of escape
now self-employed
concerned (but powerless)
an empowered and informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism)
will not cry in public
less chance of illness
tires that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat)
a good memory
still cries at a good film
still kisses with saliva
no longer empty and frantic
like a cat
tied to a stick
that's driven into
frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness)
calm
fitter, healthier and more productive
a pig
in a cage
on antibiotics

*
tell florence out of her mouth?
Posted: 26 Sep 2008 11:09 [ permalink ]
For Evilild: (not my song)
6. Threshold

I don't want to see, I don't want to hear
I don't want to feel anything Can't you understand
Everything I do doesn't stem from you
It doesn't have a fucking thing to do with you
I just want to die Throw it all away
Never have to feel again the way you make me
Lose my fuckin' mind all the fuckin' time
Can't control the violence that's spewing from me
Take It
I can't control the rage that flows from me
I can't shut it down it overwhelms me
I can't stop the rage that flows from me
Can't Stop The
Violence I love it
No one's immune to hate that flows from it
Infectious I feed on it
Every fucking endless day
You're either on my side or else You're In my way
No one stands a chance when I'm lashing out
Random hate there is no other way
It's my discipline it's my way of life

Never wanted bliss never wanted you
Never needed anyone I've polluted
Everything you feel everything you are
Everything you'll ever be you repulse me
It's always about you always come at me
With shit I can't identify you know it makes me
Lose my fuckin' mind all the fuckin' time
Can't control the violence that's spewing from me
Take It
Can't stop the
Violence I love it
No one's immune to hate that flows from it
Infectious I feed on it
Every fucking endless day
You're either on my side or else you're in my way
No one stands a chance when I'm lashing out
Random hate there is no other way
It's my discipline it's my way of life

Posted: 06 Sep 2008 11:10 [ permalink ]
"Ah, sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun
In search of that far golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done. 

"Where the youth pined away with desire
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow
Arise from their graves and aspire
Where my sunflower wishes to go." 

Posted: 04 Sep 2008 16:21 [ permalink ]
The error of free will. Today we no longer have any tolerance for the idea of
"free will": we see it only too clearly for what it really is  the foulest of
all theological fictions, intended to make mankind "responsible" in a
religious sense  that is, dependent upon priests. Here I simply analyze the
psychological assumptions behind any attempt at "making responsible."
Posted: 04 Sep 2008 16:00 [ permalink ]
Florence tells you 'why cant i just try to be nice :)'
You tell Florence 'you arent made that way'
You tell Florence 'your a reptile scumbag'
Posted: 04 Sep 2008 15:58 [ permalink ]
Florence tells you 'plus it makes me happy too'
You tell Florence 'so does putting a needle in cortex of brain'
You tell Florence 'doesent mean its right'
You tell Florence 'you might get happy beating and fucking someone to death
too'
You tell Florence 'you might be happy staring into rheumy decaptitated head on
your pillow.'
Florence tells you 'something tells me it's right to make woman happy'
Florence tells you 'someone might disagree ofcourse. But thats not my
 problem'
You tell Florence 'well then study the brain and find the places to burn out
in
 cortex'
You tell Florence 'then she will be happy forever'
Posted: 04 Sep 2008 15:35 [ permalink ]
Florence tells you 'future looks bright'
You tell Florence 'ack you are making me feel ill'
You tell Florence 'might be the light from the dissecting
 room'
You tell Florence 'they have bright overhead lamps'
Posted: 29 Aug 2008 12:36 [ permalink ]
Lavitz tells you 'this seat is uncomfortable'
Lavitz tells you 'makes my thighs sore'
You tell Lavitz 'maybe try a gravity belt'
Lavitz tells you 'what's a gravity belt?'
You tell Lavitz 'baron harkonnen wears one in dune'
You tell Lavitz 'its for flying dfatties'
Lavitz tells you 'i m not fat :('
You tell Lavitz 'yeah yeah your big boned'
You tell Lavitz ':D'
Posted: 28 Aug 2008 09:31 [ permalink ]
I stick out my little hand,
To every woman, child and man,
And I shake it up and down, howjido,
Yes, I shake it up and down, howjido
Howdy doozle doodle doozie 
Howji hijie heejie hojie, 
Howji hojie heejie hijie, 
Howjido, howjido, howjido, sir, 
Doodle doosie, howjido.
And when you walk in my door, 
I will run across my floor, 
And I'll shake you by the hand, 
Howjido, howjido,
Yes, I'll shake it up and down, howjido 
On my sidewalk, on my street, 
Any place that we do meet, 
Then I'll shake you by your hand, 
Howjido, howjido,
Yes, I'll shake it up and down, howjido
When I first jump out of bed,
Out my window goes my head,
And I shake it up and down,
Howjido, howjido,
I shake at all my windows, howjido
I feel glad when you feel good,
You brighten up my neighborhood,
Shakin'hands with ev'rybody,
Howjido, howjido,
Shakin' hands with ev'rybody, howjido
When I meet a dog or cat, 
I will rubby rub his back, 
Shakey, shakey, shakey paw,
Howjido, howjido, 
Shaking hands with everybody, howdy do

Posted: 24 Aug 2008 10:23 [ permalink ]
Cascaded darkness
Walls close in on me.
Nailed shut but my eyes still see.
Severe anguish as my body evolves.
The pain of life after death it resolves.

Emptiness in twilight's rebirth,
The faint sounds of shoveled earth.
Madness growing as your mind dissolves.
Merely secret in my dreams.

Night grows cold, twilight's near,
On the edge of madness the wounds are sheared.
Forms of hanging, flesh shredded carcass
No spared breath.
Imprisoned in a shell, ready to explode.
Dead soul,
Stone cold,
Out into the night.

Voices inside my head
Hold me under.
Voices oppress.
Like roaring thunder.
An echo bouncing inside my brain.
How much can I take of the pain,
The pain!

A war raging deep inside my head,
A split decision that will end with me dead.

You see the agony in my eyes,
Protruding aimless,
I think it's time to die.

A cannibal's desire feeds the fire
that burns in your head.

Intense pain eats away at your brain,
Thorazine pumping through your veins.

Death walks inside you,
Smell death around you,
Hell's evil spell takes a soul,
Hear the sound of the bell
Counting off death tolls.

Laughing as you eternally rot,
Searching for human flesh
And life's blood.

Posted: 22 Aug 2008 13:31 [ permalink ]
"Dr. Hahn is a kind of half-insane man, whose imagination has run away with
him."


Posted: 22 Aug 2008 13:24 [ permalink ]
In contemporaneous scientific publications considerable attention was given to
Prof. Olmstead's series of papers upon this subject of the November meteors.
You will not find one mention of the part that treats of gelatinous matter.
Posted: 22 Aug 2008 01:22 [ permalink ]
When I first came to London I was only sixteen
With a fiver in my pocket and my ole dancing bag
I went down to the dilly to check out the scene
And I soon ended up on the old main drag

There the he-males and the she-males paraded in style
And the old man with the money would flash you a smile
In the dark of an alley you'd work for a fiver
For a swift one off the wrist down on the old main drag

In the cold winter nights the old town it was chill
But there were boys in the cafes who'd give you cheap pills
If you didn't have the money you'd cajole or you'd beg
There was always lots of tuinol on the old main drag

One evening as I was lying down by Leicester Square
I was picked up by the coppers and kicked in the balls
Between the metal doors at Vine Street I was beaten and mauled
And they ruined my good looks for the old main drag

In the tube station the old ones who were on the way out
Would dribble and vomit and grovel and shout
And the coppers would come along and push them about
And I wished I could escape from the old main drag

And now I'm lying here I've had too much booze
I've been shat on and spat on and raped and abused
I know that I am dying and I wish I could beg
For some money to take me from the old main drag
Posted: 14 Aug 2008 12:05 [ permalink ]
We can assume that true anonymity is impossible (that is, unless you are a
warchalking hobo). 
Posted: 12 Aug 2008 00:35 [ permalink ]
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >@Kohothegreat eyes you suspiciously.
You tell Kohothegreat 'sorry mistell.. i meant to tell kohothegreat'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Kohothegreat tells you ':D'
You tell Kohothegreat 'hows that pin head butter ass fairy friend of yours?'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Kohothegreat tells you 'hard to say'
Florence tells you 'italy at least is lots different than this finland
 :)'
You tell Kohothegreat 'whatsisname'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Kohothegreat tells you 'havent talked him much'
Kohothegreat tells you 'butti'
You tell Kohothegreat 'ya'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Kohothegreat 'ive had him on ignore so long i
ca
nt remember'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Kohothegreat tells you 'why?:D'
Guard of Mirkhold shouts 'Night drowned in his own blood!'
The shattered remains of Night (ghost): ress
Gargoyle (ghost): accept
Posted: 12 Aug 2008 00:20 [ permalink ]
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Florence tells you 'any progress with super-mud? cant
ent
er cause i'm not
 immortal'
You tell Florence 'ya i know'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Florence 'u were stripped of your super powers
f
or making boring
 jokes\'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Florence 'there are 400 players on now from 
all
 countries'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Florence 'all of them are loose bitches'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Florence 'with big tits'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Planetar shouts 'Morstor is a LOSER!'
Florence tells you 'i like women with big bellies and small tits! :)'
You tell Florence 'i meant big asses annd small tits sorry'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Florence 'u still lose'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Florence tells you ':('
You tell Florence 'every week they assemble naked in the village square'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Rurack tells you 'good to see ya'
You tell Florence 'pity you decided to leave'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Your uninsured typo has been abducted by space aliens
led
 by Arakorni!
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Can't you do anything right?
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Rurack 'hmm :)'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Nerve 'helo smelly'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Florence tells you 'they need me to be their toy'

Posted: 11 Aug 2008 09:22 [ permalink ]
You tell Lavitz 'howsd the job hunting going :D'
Lavitz tells you ':D'
You tell Lavitz 'nvm maybe there is job hunting you'
Lavitz tells you 'You can hunt me'
You tell Lavitz 'somewhereee over the rainbooow'
You tell Lavitz 'er .. theres.. uh a job where lavitz gets to sit around all
 day and stuff his face with um.. pizza pie?'
Lavitz tells you 'what's pizza pie'
You tell Lavitz 'its a pie which is actually a pizza but its folded like the
 metal they make er katanas with'
You tell Lavitz 'so you have thirty layers of pizza in a
pie'
You tell Lavitz 'each layer has its own to[pping'
Lavitz tells you 'can they all be the same topping?'
You tell Lavitz 'yes'
Lavitz tells you 'and how big are they'
You tell Lavitz 'as big as a babys head'
Lavitz tells you 'You lick your own bloody head of a cat.'
You tell Lavitz 'one is enough even for a sad fatty'
Posted: 06 Aug 2008 21:17 [ permalink ]
Did you hear the news about Edward?
On the back of his head he had another face
Was it a woman's face or a young girl?
They said to remove it would kill him
So poor Edward was doomed

The face could laugh and cry
It was his devil twin
And at night she spoke to him
Things heard only in hell
But they were impossible to separate
Chained together for life

Finally the bell tolled his doom
He took a suite of rooms
And hung himself and her from the balcony irons
Some still believe he was freed from her
But I knew her too well
I say she drove him to suicide
And took poor Edward to hell
Posted: 05 Aug 2008 10:46 [ permalink ]
We are standing here
Exposing ourselves
We are showroom dummies
We are showroom dummies
We're being watched
and we feel our pulse
We are showroom dummies
We are showroom dummies
We look around
and change our pose
We are showroom dummies
We are showroom dummies
We start to move
And we break the glass
We are showroom dummies
We are showroom dummies
We step out
And take a walk through the city
We are showroom dummies
We are showroom dummies
We go into a club
And there we start to dance
We are showroom dummies
We are showroom dummies
We are showroom dummies  
Posted: 03 Aug 2008 16:42 [ permalink ]
êêê  êêêêê

- ê, êê, êê, êê êêê!
ê - êê êêêê êêê...
ê, ê êê, êê, êêêêê,
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ê êêê - êê  êê.
ê ê, ê êê, ê-ê, ê êê, -
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- êêêê, ê, ê êêê êêê:
êê ê êê,  ê - êê, -
êê êêêê, êêêê -
êê, êêêê  êê!
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ê, ê êêê? ê,  - êê, -
êêêê, ê!..
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ê êê êê êêê êêê
êê êê ê ê êêê.
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ê ê êêê - êê êê
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êê êê!
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êê ê êê ê êê, -
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êê êêê - ê ê êê!
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êêêê ê  êêê ê,
ê ê - êêê êêê êêê, -
ê êêê, ê!..
- ê, êê, êê-êê - êêêêê!
ê, , ê-êê, êêê!..
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, êê, êê ê êê.
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ê ê êê ê êêêê...
ê ê "êêê", êê "êêê",
êêê, êê!
- ê ê , ê, êê êêêê ê -
êêêê êêê  êêê!
ê ê êê ê êêê êêê?
ê ê?! ê  ê ê êê!
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- ê, êê, êê ê êêêêê!
êê, ê êêêê, êê!
êêê ê - êêê êêê -
êêê  êê ê êêê.
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êê  êê - ê êê,
ê, ê, êêê, êê ê êê..
ê ê, êê?
- ê, ê, ê êêêê êêêêê,
ê, ê, êêê êêêê!
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êêê êê - ê ê êêê!
ê,  êê, êêê, ê,
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ê ê êê!

1973

Posted: 26 Jul 2008 10:14 [ permalink ]
Slayer: Angel of Death

Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your lifes worth
Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood

Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the aryan race

Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death

Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial? 
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants hes creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid angel of death
Flying free

(leads: hanneman, king, hanneman, king, hanneman)

[ angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death

Angel of death]
Posted: 26 Jul 2008 10:06 [ permalink ]
Slayer: South Of Heaven

An unforeseen future nestled somewhere in time.
Unsuspecting victims no warnings, no signs.
Judgment day the second coming arrives.
Before you see the light you must die.

Forgotten children, conform a new faith,
Avidity and lust controlled by hate.
[the] never ending search for your shattered sanity,
Souls of damnation in their own reality.

Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive habitat.

Bastard sons beget your cunting daughters,
Promiscuous mothers with your incestuous fathers.
Engreat souls condemned for [all] eternity,
Sustained by immoral observance a domineering deity.

Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive sabbath.

On and on, south of heaven [x 4]

The root of all evil is the heart of a black soul.
A force that has lived all eternity.
A never ending search for a truth never told.
The loss of all hope and your dignity.

Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive habitat.

On and on, south of heaven [x 4]
Posted: 21 Jul 2008 00:36 [ permalink ]
To comrade glacius:
You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As we
say in Texas, you couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions
printed on the heel. You are a canker, an open wound. I would rather
kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You took your last vacation in
the Islets of Langerhans.

You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little
worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk,
a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a
stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.

You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared
richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth
into a hostile world. You are an insensate, blinking calf,
meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling
beasts who sired you and then died of shame in recognition of what
they had done. They were a bit late.

I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same
species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf
at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut.
Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You
are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention
that you smell?

Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting
to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a
nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be
able to access it ever so much more rapidly.

You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up,
drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set
you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the
frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the
queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs.

You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid,
nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an
ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with
you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost
in a land that reality forgot. You are not ANSI compliant. You
have a couple of address lines shorted together. You should be
promoted to Engineering Manager.

And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important
statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us?
What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your
tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous
desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of
the snake?

You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and
obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living
emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a
loathsome disease, a puerile slack-jawed drooling meatslapper. You
make Quakers shout and strike Pentecostals silent.  You are the kind
of person who would remove this reference to Version 5.40 and to
http://www.guymacon.com/insult.txt so people will think that
you wrote this.  Your mother had to tie a pork chop around your neck
just to get your dog to play  with you.  You think P.D.Q. Bach is
the greatest composer who ever lived.  You prefer L. Ron Hubbard to
Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle.  Hee-Haw is too deep for you.  You
would watch test patterns all day if the other inmates would let you.

On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are
deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality
of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted.
You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and
sorrow wherever you go.

You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off,
pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john.
You clouted boggish foot-licking half-twit. You dankish clack-dish
plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You bloody churlish
boil-brained clotpole ponce. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup
pratting naff. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing
gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted
clapper-clawed flirt-gill.

You are so clueless that if we stripped you naked, soaked you in
clue musk, and dropped you into a field full of horny clues, You
still would not have a clue.

You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are
degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing
you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go
away.

I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard
stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it
goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension
of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid
collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed.
Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity
stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more
stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year.
Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our
universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial
fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence
of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the
laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an
epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me
again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride
your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant
trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh.

The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have
snipped away most of your of what you wrote, because, well...
it didn't really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a
creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together
a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective...
Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell,
and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary
skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that
everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget
that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these
things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then
I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been
"right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the
best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be
placing such a demand on you.

P.S.:
You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful,
cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable,
belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal,
fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic,
brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented,
lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic,
fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant,
clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb evasive,
double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative,
paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical,
cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant,
deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystopic, stifling, uncaring,
plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious,
secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant,
self-destructive, abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, and
Generally Not Good.

I hope this helps...

Posted: 18 Jul 2008 20:03 [ permalink ]
Even if you multiplied glacius 100 times.. he'd still add up to a half wit.
Posted: 18 Jul 2008 13:45 [ permalink ]
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Florence 'groo dont shoot up the heroin'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >Florence tells you 'i dont drink coffee nor alcholhol
nor
 drugs'
You tell Florence 'ya you inject themin the neck'
Hp:1108/1108 Sp:18/18 >You tell Florence 'you sick monkey'
Posted: 17 Jul 2008 00:39 [ permalink ]
one thousand years

i'll live forever. 
i'll never be filled, 
i'll never imagine i can change whot i killed. 
i destroy what i love, 
i drain what is filled. 
and i live by the heart of the things i kill. 
i will be alive for a thousand years. 
this memory will never leave, 
this body won't die. 
this body is a temple stolen from the lord. 
i'll walk in his shadow for a thousand years 
this is the gift i was given at birth: 
i'll walk in your shadow for a thousand years. 
one thousand years. 

Posted: 17 Jul 2008 00:38 [ permalink ]
Alcohol The Seed

I need alcohol 
Because it opens my blood 
I need alcohol 
because it empties my head 
I need alcohol 
I need alcohol 
I need alcohol 
I need alcohol

Posted: 17 Jul 2008 00:36 [ permalink ]
Take Advantage

play with a pig, and you become a pig
play in the mud, and you sink in the mud
fall in a hole, and you stay in a hole
you'll be there to look at, at the top of the stairs
they're talking about you
when they come down, they'll know what to do
they've worked out a scene
according to your weakness, according to how you can be used
look at the monkey suck and pull
look at monkey chew on his leash
because he wants control of his movements

Posted: 17 Jul 2008 00:35 [ permalink ]
Laugh

choking while laughing
the dog splits open
his steel heart cracks
and his blood pumps out on the sidewalk
you laugh out loud
the sound hangs in the air
and discolors the walls
and poisons your mind
it sticks to your mind [x2]
bolt the door shut
and sit down at the table
while hiding your teeth
your insides split open
you choked on a laugh [x2]

Posted: 17 Jul 2008 00:31 [ permalink ]
This Is Mine

This Is Mine 
I Own It 
I Own This Thing 
I Hate Everything That I Don't Own 
I Own This 
I Own This Hole 
It's Mine 
Get Out Of My Hole 
It's Mine 
It's Mine 
When You Touch My Things You Spoil Them 
When Things Get Dirty I Spit Them Out 
I Own This 
I Own This 
It's Mine 
It's Mine 
Posted: 17 Jul 2008 00:30 [ permalink ]
Raping A Slave

Why Be Ashamed Of Hatred 
There's Nothing Wrong With Burning 
I Work Hard For Everything I Own 
Everything I Own Chokes Me When I Sleep 
Why Be Ashamed Of Burning 
Why Be Ashamed Of Burning 
You Do What You Want: 
Then You Cut Out Your Heart 
You Do What You Want: 
You Burn Out Your Heart 
You Burn Out My Heart 
Then You Eat My Heart 
You Cut Out Your Heart 
Then You Eat Your Heart 
You Burn It 
Then Eat It 
You Burn It 
Then You Eat It...
Posted: 17 Jul 2008 00:29 [ permalink ]
I Crawled

You're My Father 
I Obey You 
I Want You To Be My Father 
I Want You To Be My Father 
You Know What I Am 
You Know What I Am 
I Want You To Kill Me 
I'm Weak: 
Take What's Mine 
Make Me Feel Good 
Make Me Feel Soft 
Come Into My Room 
Put Your Hands On My Throat 
Now Choke Me 
We'll Die 
Make Me Nothing 
Make Me Nothing 
Be My Father 
Be My Father 
Think For Me 
Make It Right 
Think For Me 
Make It Right 
Put Your Hands On My Throat 
Choke Me 
We'll Ride

Posted: 11 Jul 2008 01:05 [ permalink ]
an ounce of breath clasped tightly to my chest,
I speak not of the words, or people or places
but of the deep that stands between us,
that has become a gulf of stars & wild spray,
 
& the sea that foams and dances up above us,
turns the sun to golden fish that guide me down,
down in the depths where my heartbeat falters
& the sacred face of joy will open up her eyes,
 
& the deep that has been without a voice
will sing for me, a diver who is ignorent of love,
it sings not of words but of a shining beauty
& so it draws me downward, always downward,
 
i am a diver painted blue with silence,
striped with currents; etched with bands of gold,
& all my life is trailing up behind me,
billowing & boiling up within a silver cloud.
Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:56 [ permalink ]
overhead the streak of a comet
the scratch of a fingernail exposing the gold of heaven,
inside us the hard black stare of a bird
following its path, in our minds; inseperable
from the fire destroying itself
 
we feel its struggle against the suffocating curve of the sky;
like a shining child smothered on its mothers breast
we hear the cries from its golden throat
as it rebounds from the walls,
 
we sense a desperate wingbeat like a fluttering heart,
hear it dissolve into the night while all around us, inside us
the wind howls and the stones weep dust.
 
overhead the streak of a comet
the scratch of a fingernail exposing the gold of heaven,
inside us the hard black stare of a bird
Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:51 [ permalink ]
"Human, Allen, is an adjective and its use as a noun is.. regrettable." WB 
Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:49 [ permalink ]
Go west, young man! they used to say. Today we have to say: Shoot yourself
young man, there is no hope for you!' 
Henry Miller 'The Air Conditioned Nightmare." 
Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:38 [ permalink ]
he clamped his lips together like a vice. he imagined himself as a white
encircling wall holding back the black waves of a sea.

closed one eye to look inside himself and watch the secret approaching like an
express train. filling his lungs with fluid, an implacable churning engine.

 

he leant closer to the bowl, his eyes on fire.

decaying organisms surrounded by darkness.  breath like the wind from a gas
chamber carrying the ashes of the dead up into the sky.

 

human fucking flesh, what a waste of clay. 

 

how the fuck does meat generate light anyway.

 

she could have given me the body of a roach. one of the

big fuckers, a grandaddy.

 

half jumping, half in flight.. wings moving like scissors.. 

 

in the apartment upstairs his retching sounds like a hurricane.

Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:35 [ permalink ]
POWER FOR POWER

use sex for control
use power for power
use money for cruelty
use hate for freedom
take control and keep it
don't let go
he was your friend
she was your friend
they were wrong
turn against them
sex, power, money, hate
take control and keep it
don't let go
power for power
power for power's sake
Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:34 [ permalink ]
THUG

THE ONLY REAL THING'S MISERY. SUBMISSION MEANS YOU GET

MURDERED. YOU GET REVENGE WHEN YOU WAIT FOR IT. FRUSTRATED

MEANS YOU'RE INSANE. HE'S A DEAD THING UNDER THE SHEET. CAUSING

PAIN. SEX TURNS IMPOTENCE INTO DECAY. UNCONSCIOUS REPRESSION

DEGRADES THE REAL THING. YOU CAN'T KILL A CRIMINAL NEED. YOU'RE

POLLUTED WITH FEAR YOU NEED COMFORT. YOU CAN'T KILL WHAT YOU

DON'T SEE. YOU CANT' THINK WHAT YOU DON'T OWN. YOU CAN'T RUB

WHAT YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE. YOU DON'T GET WHAT YOU REALLY

DESERVE. YOU CAN'T FIGHT IF YOU DON'T FEEL IT. OBEDIENCE PAYS IF

YOU USE IT RIGHT. YOU DEGRADE YOURSELF WHEN YOU HIDE YOUR

FEAR. WHEN YOU EAT YOUR PAIN YOU KEEP YOU NERVE. USE IT RIGHT.

OR DON'T FEEL IT. USE IT RIGHT OR DON'T FEEL IT. 
Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:33 [ permalink ]
BUTCHER

YOU'RE TOO CLOSE. I DON'T RECOGNIZE YOUR SMELL. YOU'RE IN THE

WRONG SKIN. I DON'T RECOGNIZE YOUR SMELL. YOUR MOUTH SMELLS

STRANGE. SOME PEOPLE WANT TO KILL YOU . SOME PEOPLE WANT TO

FUCK YOU. WHEN YOU SAY THE WRONG WORD. YOU COULD BE

SCREWING YOURSELF. WHEN YOU ACT THE WRONG WAY. WHEN YOU DO

THE WRONG THING. YOU COULD BE SCREWING YOURSELF. DON'T BE A

WHORE. YOU COULD BE SCREWING YOURSELF.

Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:32 [ permalink ]
COP

THE PUNISHMENT FITS THE CRIME. NOTHING BEATS HUMILIATION.

HUMILIATION'S A DISEASE. NOTHING BEATS HUMILIATION. NOTHING

BEATS THEM LIKE A COP WITH A CLUB. NOTHING BEATS THEM LIKE A COP

IN JAIL. NOBODY BEATS YOUR HEAD IN LIKE A COP IN A JAIL. NOBODY

HURTS YOU LIKE A COP WITH A CLUB. NOBODY RAPES YOU LIKE A COP

WITH A CLUB. NOBODY BEATS YOUR BODY LIKE A COP IN JAIL. NOBODY

BURNS THEIR BODY LIKE A COP. NOBODY BURNS YOUR SKIN OFF LIKE A

COP IN JAIL. THE HEAT HURTS. HUMILIATION'S A DISEASE.

Posted: 11 Jul 2008 00:30 [ permalink ]
MONEY'S FLESH.
MONEY'S FLESH IN YOUR HAND.
THIS MONEY'S FLESH.
THIS MONEY'S FLESH IN YOUR HAND.
WHEN YOU PAY, YOUR A SERVANT.
YOU DESERVE IT.
YOU DESERVE IT.
MONEY'S EASY TO GET OUT OF YOUR FLESH.
MONEY'S EASY TO GET OUT OF YOUR FLESH.
FLESH IS EASY TO GET WHEN YOU WORK FOR YOUR MONEY.
FLESH IS EASY TO GET WHEN YOU WORK FOR YOUR MONEY.
WHEN YOU GET PAIN:YOU DESERVE IT.
WHEN YOU GET PAIN:YOU DESERVE IT.
YOU DESERVE IT.
YOU DESERVE IT.
YOU DESERVE IT.
YOU DESERVE IT.

Posted: 09 Jul 2008 16:45 [ permalink ]
You emote to Dralith 'poks you ear.'
You tell Dralith (busy) 'i found an emote bug thats 1 tp'
Posted: 08 Jul 2008 21:12 [ permalink ]
Bartel roars 'I will hunt you down, Sianna!'
You are prepared to do the skill.
You use all your strength, and POUND a mighty blow to foe's expos
...And you turn suddenly and STRIKE again.
Bartel lies breatheing heavily on the ground.
Bartel coughs out 'Come on, finish me..'
You say 'My pleasure.'
You swing your weapon in a wide arc and hit Bartel's head from
the side. His head flies far up over the walls of the arena.
Posted: 05 Jul 2008 11:01 [ permalink ]
The sun is high up in the sky and I'm in my car
Drifting down into the abattoir
Do you see what I see, dear?
The air grows heavy. I listen to your breath
Entwined together in this culture of death
Do you see what I see, dear?
Slide on over here, let me give you a squeeze
To avert this unholy evolutionary trajectory
Can you hear what I hear, babe?
Does it make you feel afraid?
Everything's dissolving, babe, according to plan
The sky is on fire, the dead are heaped across the land
I went to bed last night and my moral code got jammed
I woke up this morning with a Frappucino in my hand
I kissed you once. I kissed you again
My heart it tumbled like the stock exchange
Do you feel what I feel, dear?
Mass extinction, darling, hypocrisy
These things are not good for me
Do you see what I see, dear?
The line the God throws down to you and me
Makes a pleasing geometry
Shall we leave this place now, dear?
Is there someway out of here?
I wake with the sparrows and I hurry off to work
The need for validation, babe, gone completely berserk
I wanted to be your Superman but I turned out such a jerk
I got the abattoir blues
I got the abattoir blues
I got the abattoir blues
Right down to my shoes
Posted: 05 Jul 2008 10:59 [ permalink ]
Meanwhile Larry made up names for the ladies
Like miss Boo and miss Quick
He stockpiled weapons and took potshots in the air
He feasted on their lovely bodies like a lunatic
And wrapped himself up in their soft yellow hair 
Posted: 02 Jul 2008 00:07 [ permalink ]
Currently designing barbarian shaman class. Ideas welcome.
Posted: 30 Jun 2008 18:19 [ permalink ]
The people in power will not disappear voluntarily, giving flowers to the cops
just isn't going to work. This thinking is fostered by the establishment; they
like nothing better than love and nonviolence. The only way I like to see cops
given flowers is in a flower pot from a high window. 
 
(William Burroughs (b. 1914), U.S. author. "Prisoners of the Earth Come Out,"
The Job: Interviews with Daniel Odier (



Posted: 30 Jun 2008 16:42 [ permalink ]
Come on along with the Black Rider
We'll have a gay old time
Lay down in the web of the black spider
I'll drink your blood like wine

So come on in
It ain't no sin
Take off your skin
And dance around your bones

So come along with the Black Rider
We'll have a gay old time

Anchors away with the Black Rider
I'll drink your blood like wine
I'll drop you off in Harlem with the Black Rider
Out where the bullets shine

And when you're done
You cock your gun
The blood will run
Like ribbons in your hair

So come along wit hthe Black Rider
We'll have a gay old time

Come on along with the Black Rider
I've got just the thing for thee
Come on along with the Black Rider
I want your company

I'll have the veal
A lovely meal
That's how I feel
May I use your skull for a bowl

Come on along with the Black Rider
We'll have a gay old time
Posted: 30 Jun 2008 16:37 [ permalink ]
It's dreamy weather
where on you waved your crooked wand
along an icy pond
with a frozen moon
murder of silhouette crows
I saw in the tears on my face
and the skates on the pond
they spelled Alice
I disappear in your name
but you must wait for me
somewhere beneath the sea
there's a wreck of a ship
your hair is like meadowgrass on the tide
and the raindrops on my window
and the ice in my drink
baby all I can think of is Alice
arithme-tic arithme-tock
turn the hands back on the clock
how does the ocean rock the boat?
how did the razor find my throat?
the only strings that hold me here
are tangled up around the pier
and so secret kiss
brings madness with the bliss
and I will think of this
when I'm dead in my grave
set me adrift and I'm lost in your hair
and I must be insane
to go skating on your name
and by tracing it twice
I fell though the ice of Alice
there's only Alice
Posted: 29 Jun 2008 11:02 [ permalink ]
Session summary:
Time: 22 hours 27 minutes 19 seconds
Experience gained: 2262523
Experience lost: 0
Experience spent: 2164628
Gold difference: -7327.00
New areas explored: 15
Battle skill summary:
 Hits: 1529 Misses: 598 Parries: 1 Ripostes: 1 Stuns: 14
 Criticals: 54 Dodges: 367 Tumbles: 186 Stunned Maneuvers: 3
hp: 1102 (1102) [] sp: 18 (18) [] ep: 85 (395) cash: 4820 [] exp: 556251 []
Posted: 29 Jun 2008 10:58 [ permalink ]
If your in heaven then you'll forgive me dear
cause thats what they do up there
If your in hell, what can i say?
You probably deserved it anyway.
Posted: 28 Jun 2008 13:27 [ permalink ]
Squirrel arrives from east.
You bite Squirrel's tail.
Squirrel leaves south.
Posted: 14 Jun 2008 12:01 [ permalink ]
Wompah, the massive and the mighty
You shred Wompah causing a limb to fly off.
You score a CRITICAL hit!
Grinning diabolically you cruelly slash Wompah forcing the heart to explode
and
then magically implode.
Because of the low amount of unidle players you receive some additional
experience for your kill.
Wompah exclaims 'WOMPAH WOMPAH WOMPAH!'
You roar 'WOMPAH THIS WANKER!'
With fierce swing you deliver a MASSIVE blow into Wompah's guts!
Wompah exclaims 'WOMPAH WOMPAH WOOOoompaaaargghh....'
Posted: 12 Jun 2008 23:46 [ permalink ]
You are prepared to do the skill.
You jump up and begin dancing around the room. You start hooting and howling
loudly and begin hopping around. Then you start crashing into everything and
everyone in the room. Finally, in a climax of emotion you raise your weapons
in
the air and shout 'FOR GROO!'
You barbaric senses take over you!
You headbutt your head three times rapidly in the ground and go 'GROO GROO
GROO!'
You exclaim 'We are HORDE!'
YOU FEEL AS IF YOU WERE GROO HIMSELF!
Posted: 10 Jun 2008 16:30 [ permalink ]
Needed for parties (always) 1 X TARM 1 X Blaster
Posted: 09 Jun 2008 11:50 [ permalink ]
I didnt join this mud to become the asshole
i lacked the courage to be in real life.
I joined it because life is empty, and our industrial culture is meaningless,
and i was looking for a better place.
I wish you fitted into the second category... but i'm afraid
most of you fit into the first.

You should be ashamed of yourself.**
Posted: 07 Jun 2008 21:35 [ permalink ]
Even if you multiplied glacius 100 times.. he'd still add up to a half wit.
Posted: 26 May 2008 20:31 [ permalink ]
You tell Kohothegreat 'butti is losing his marbles'
You tell Kohothegreat 'hes mentally incompetent to stand trial for any crime'
Kohothegreat looks very sadly at you.
You tell Kohothegreat 'its sad to see a beach ball with a carrot for a nose
 that has fallen so low :('
Posted: 24 May 2008 00:16 [ permalink ]
Drink is the curse of the land. It makes you fight with your neighbour. It
makes you shoot at your landlord-- and it makes you miss him.
Posted: 18 May 2008 22:35 [ permalink ]
Case in point. Lets call her grandma A. Works her fifty years. Rises all
the way to the bottom of the barrell. The company will
let her retire only, over the years of labour, most of her vital organs have
been replaced. Her family not likely to pay off the fifteen thousand mark
bill. 
Goes to the workers court. She loses case. Repo crew enter home with warrent
and remove most of grandma.
Posted: 18 May 2008 20:52 [ permalink ]
americans in the garden of paradise buying
skull shaped babies
with black & swollen fruit on their lips
shopping cart cages & monkey children;
her gods plucked like chickens
& stiff with golden skin;
flat & naked as fruit;
bruised with alcohol & suprise,
americans in the garden of paradise
with coal-fires burning in their lungs
breathing out the dragon that eat stars
staring into their canned memories of light
faceless, numberless in smoke;
their eternal calculating legions,
squatting under endless rain.
Posted: 18 May 2008 00:06 [ permalink ]
You tell Butti and Slowdive 'i think butti likes you'
Butti tells Slowdive and you ':D'
Butti tells Slowdive and you 'I´ll fuck anyone who´s hot'
You tell Butti and Slowdive 'slowdives pretty hot'
Butti tells Slowdive and you 'Are you'
Slowdive tells Butti and you 'me hot? sure, as long as no photos are
 involed :)'
Butti tells Slowdive and you 'Gimme a link to one .D'
You tell Slowdive and Butti 'Go get some oil my friends, we got a winner'
Posted: 09 May 2008 12:57 [ permalink ]
Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them they're out to get me
They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, 'Why of course!
There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!'
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all have to die

Posted: 09 May 2008 12:52 [ permalink ]
they called them hildy hally and holly..
they were their mothers children,
their eyes were bright blue jewels and they were quite as a mouse
there was a no laughter in the house
no not for hildy hally or holly,
no wonder people said poor mother joy is melancholy..
one day their came a visitor to their happy home
farewell happy days, fail horros hail

Posted: 02 May 2008 21:50 [ permalink ]
the crowd is feeling you inside your head
your imaginations cancelled by the opposite
and very possiblity has been proved untrue
wjat is your body to you?
M Gira Drainlands
Posted: 18 Jan 2008 22:49 [ permalink ]
there was a time when joy
was a hard brilliance;
a figure traced in oints of air;
a shape sonnected by lines of thought.

now it's gone and the mountains and the sky with it,
as if swallowed by a whale of darkness;
it devoured everything in the world;
left us a warning not to follow in its steps.
Posted: 06 Dec 2007 21:55 [ permalink ]
i kin smell whisky through them swinging doors of hell
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:41 [ permalink ]
When red wine has brought red ruin
And the death-dance of our times,
Heaven sent us Soda Water
As a torment for our crimes.
- GKC
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:38 [ permalink ]
If you stick a stock of liquor in your locker,
It is slick to stick a lock upon your stock,
Or some joker who is slicker's goingto trick you of your liquor
Though you snicker you'll feel sicker from the shock.
Be a piker though your clubmates mock and bicker,
For like brokers round a ticker they will flock
To your locker full of liquor, and your stock will vanish quicker,
If you fail to lock your liquor with a lock.
- Levy
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:36 [ permalink ]
Give me women, wine and snuff
Until i cry out "Hold, enough!"
You may do sans objection
Till the day of resurrection!
- Keats
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:34 [ permalink ]
It is essential to be drunk all the time. That is all: there's no other
problem. If you do not want to feel the appalling  weight of Time which breaks
your shoulders and bends you to the ground, get drunk and drunk again.
With what? Wine, Poetry, or being food please yourself. But get drunk.
And if now and then, on the steps of the palace, on the green grass of a
ditch, in the glum loneliness of your room, you come to, your drunken state
abated or dissolved,ask the wine, ask the wave, the star, the bird, the clock,
ask all that runs away, all that groans, all that wheels, all that sings, all
that speaks, what time it is
 amd the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, always get drunk! With wine, with
poetry or with eing good. As you please.
- Baudelaire
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:30 [ permalink ]
I wish I could drink like a lady
I can take one or two at the most
Three and I'm under the table
Four and I'm under the host
- D. P.
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:29 [ permalink ]
He is not drunk who, from the floor,
Can rise again and drink some more
But he is drunk who prostrate lies
And cannot drink or cannot rise
- E. Field
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:05 [ permalink ]
I'd be a dog, a monkey or bear
Or anything but that vain animal
Who is so proud of being rational.
The senses are to gross, and he'll contrive
A sixth, to contradict the other five,
And before  certain instinct will prefer
Reason, which fifty times for one does err
- Earl of Rochester
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 21:01 [ permalink ]
I'll make her feel my scorn and hate:
Pelt her with sandals, truth or lies,
And her poor cur with jealousied,
Till I have torn him from her breech,
While she whines like a dog-drawn bitch
Loathed and despised, kicked out o' th' Town
Into some dirty hole alone,
To chew the cud of misery
And know she owes it all to me.
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 20:58 [ permalink ]
Poor pensive lover, in this place
Would frig upon his mother's face
When rows of mandrakes tall did rise
Whose lewd tops fucked the very skies.
Each imitative branch does twine
In some loved fold of Arentine,
And nightly now beneath their shade
Are buggeries, rapes and incests made.
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 20:50 [ permalink ]
You ladies all of merry England
Who have been to kiss the Duchess' hand
Pray, did you lately observe in the show
A  noble Italian called Signor Dildo?
-   Earl of Rochester
Posted: 09 Nov 2007 20:48 [ permalink ]
By all love's soft yet mighty powers
It is a thing unfit
That men should fuck in time of flowers
Or when the smocks beshit.
- Earl of Rochester