roll out (your eyes to make face) (better)

it is a something else that all of the things that i was to young to understand back then are so realavent now. like this thing is like so many that came around then but i never paaid attention. this is something that makes sens to me now. especially now that i am getting older!

getting a closer face

feelin a bit

during part of the shavin today, she said to me "do you think we can melt?"

and i said "Melt? what the fuck, like Indiana Jones style? yeah, i am sure that we melt a bit." and i went back to getting most of the moist hair of of the pilgrim's lower left laig.

"bert no, i mean like a lazy candle will touch it's own flame and perty much dance enugh accros the matter to create another veld and void!"

i looked up and said "come own, get the fuck out, 'veld and void", please."

then she start blertin some shit like "but whatfore it be came id t'was.." 

and a gain i said "get the fuck out. seriously."

sweat ladies

i love ladies that are a normal look. even in my "hollywood" types.

i love brunette womans. especially if they have a curve to their body, espaecially in the hip area. ass well as the ass area.

two women were just own the "Conan O'Brien" talk show.

julia -

and tina -

they are both smarter than me ever. and god damnit, that is usually my draw card.

but they both have the real world body crazyness and pretty-ness that makes me want to talk to them . even moore!

i'm really smart. and funny. but oh wells, who really gives a shizen.

gotta get back to the real. 

i'm working on a new jingle and visual marketing for the olde formidable "salad chuter"

btw - it seems that the pore olde gal in the 409 'mercial has got: a spastic chylde, a hectic and nasty kitchen and a bemused yet uncaring husband.

ps - making commercials were a lot moore simple to edit back then based own the "kit kat Kommercial"

pss - i'm knot evan gonna saye anything about the "world famus premier' of ruff dimond. man, that trailer speeks for itself!

butt forreal, what is the up with the thaings? man...wtf. this whole "new world order" thing is lettin me dooowwn. wtf. this should be the goode times. what hass happened here in Amreica? i'm just fiinnnalllly getting the gist of this humon bound throw away kind of WarTime kind of shit, but damn and whah. what really has happened?

in my opinion it is basically, the right wing has a fun and easy way of draggin the line owl over the forest of our truth. it makes us seem very idealistic, and that is fucked up. 

grunt and bare it

 

Waddup it’s your soy lady T-Fiss!  

hey hey hey how's everyone doing? haha. so me and the boiz are gonna try to keep you up to date once a day.. feed your addiction.. we'll be like your one-a-day pills haha  

i spent the labor day weekend down in san diego with some shoes. the typical chilling.. surfing, terfing, wakeboardin, bawlin. gotta do what you gotta do and it was NOT easy, but i do have a sweet and even tan now ;) 

today we've got rehearsals to make sure we stay fruit tight for our upcoming shows. haha. i use some blue gatorade for iShadow now so check out the tour dates haha. hopefully we'll see you soon. haha. alrighty, i'm back to dancing. the work is never done. dancing is as the most tough thing as when father made me be a lawn maid for the neighborhood watcherz.

- irma "i'm a peasant" fiss

proper biznes people

just crackin the fallacy, cause everyone was starting to think on their own, that they could keep on keepin on. that is a fallacy. it's moosecrap lies. 

The Goody Mane came by just the other afternoon and spoke the true straight. She said the InTown's gonna start runnin people over AND under. The Truth. Finally. 

We went over this quarters paperwork and looked at the numbers by the book. We've sold more toothpast, tooth bushes and trophy cases than any other vendor in the county for the second quarter and it looks like we'll be both the cover subject of Rolling Stone Magazine and the co-hosts of SNL (Saturday Night Live) in June and July. 

after counting owl of our riches, we were tired.

the tramp

the tramp came by just the other day. looked none the worse nonethe less i just had to say. we took our shirt off and started stunt barkin. 

she loved grapes and we were, in that moment, happy.

and, like it always do, things went south

even through everything, i steele always look forward to the next time she darkens my doorway.

I met one of the Greats!

i was at the Fuddruckers on Windy Hill last evening, and this was the very best time to have been there this week! OMG the mother chippin funniest dude on earth planet - THE TOP!

He said he didn't mind authographing my dvd case, but he seemed sort of a little grouchy. i asked him if he wanted me to give him a ride somewhere and he looked around a little while thin quietly said "..maybe...could be". then he asked if i had a cell phone i said of course who does not. he took it away from me and said that he would be right back.

i ordered some extra sides cause i thought he might want to eat some of them. and then i got all of my order and he wasn't still back. i looked all over the parking lot and didn't see him. i put all of mine (and his) food next to my motercycle and walke the lot again calling out for him. on the second go around the building i heard za bustle in the hedgerow next to the building and peering in i did see him. he was hunkered down and deficating and it did not smell good at all!

i said why he was not using the men's room inside of the Fuddruckers and he said for me not to worry about it. he told me to go inside and steal "an assload" of napikins" and i said i thought i shouldn't and that he should go inside the mens room inside to finish, and he yelled "JUST GET THE FUCKIN NAPPS!!!"

I came out and handed him the napkins through the bushes and he came out a minute or two later. and said come on and go to the dancing marble. i said i dont know what it is and he said it was a very elite and exclusive club that Kelsey Grammar started. he said it was close to the hospital. i told him being on a motorcycle without a helmet on was against legal laws in georgia. he said that's right now let's go get a Grammar Lesson!!! he got on the bike (my bike!) and said hurry the funk on. i said that i should drive and he said no then we took off very fast. i had to yell into his ear "where is my phone is" and he said "back with my dodo."

see if you can ever figure which one is me now -

 

i ate crab

for the first time this fall, i ate some crustacean. it's in owl of the chapters now.

the SouthSide Chapter - "check"

the Windy Hole Chapter "checkerooni"

the NorthEnd Chapter "slap full of crab"

i had some other meat ass well.

this is Ronnie and Dale. They sang an ode to me

the way music can be

my cousin and one my best pals are marrying each other! this is a rock group band that we wanted to play rock music at the rehearsal picnic. it would have been expensive. they live in asia!

in college i listened to a ton of music. a little bit of everything really. that seems to be the way of it when you're around so mini different people from so many places and time. black music, rock music, pop music, all of it i relished!

a new me and a new yew

spring has relly sprung out here. i think fall is my favorite time of yeah. just planted a new yew tree in the boat alley. when it matures, i'll make a boat out of it. delicious irony. i've been sober for a little over two weks and i feel strong. my pulse is up and my fever is down. the show went well, only four people showed, but we got a call from an anonymous benefactor who said he loves our work and ordered fifty! ha! the midwest is the best.

the next time i try to meat anyone online, i'm gonna put a condom on mine computer.