Wednesday

Not First


  1.  
    I’ve seen many a creamy river flow & stream down her thighs.

    Her vag of courage sure seems to like to quiver & have a cry.

    Cry, cry baby.


  2.  
    Electronic voting machines ate my democracy
    & 1/2 my bagel.

    Don’t even get me started on yer mom, her lox
    & my talking {radio edit}.


  3.  
    The world’s oldest cave writings finally got translated.

    It’s a sex poem chorus:

    “Hot Mama, I Just Gotta Stick it in Yer Butt.”

    Yup.



  4. Just an old Italian recipe grandma gave me.

    Any noodle will do, but you must use
    secret meat ingredient to
    make baked penguini. 



  5. Don't need to learn CASL (Cat As a 2nd Language).

    I know 'Meow' means, "Help lick my butt
    or I'll be late to take my next nap."



  6. 1/10th of a second:

    Time lapsed between me thinking today wasn't too bad, comparatively, & me spilling a drink down the front of me.



  7. According to their picket signs, they are all named Bob.

    And they are “For Apples”.

    Except for one pro-Snapple snapperhead.



  8. Knew it'd be Frodo wasting that tolkien he had
    (& those he'd find)
    playing the same ring toss game badly
    'til he lost his mind.



  9. A whale friend swam by.

    Made me blush.

    Said she got so bored she filled up vagina
    with ping pong balls & joined # teamhumpback.



  10. "Bigmouth blows chance at a perfect game.
    At best, he can get a spare this frame.."

    ~The Smiths, a chorus rough draft, probably



  11. The word of the day
    and forecast for the day are both.. Filthy.

    With no chance of showers.



  12. Semester of effort. What'd I get?

    0 extra credit points.

    I guess she hadn't asked for my
    participation in class disgusting.



  13. "I told the producers I wanted to work with Don Rickles."

    ~KITT, the Knight Rider car

    (from its autobiography)



  14. He was so proud (& shocked)
    seeing moody caterpillar daughter
    grow into beautiful Goth moth.

    "I can't believe she's not butterfly."



  15. When dogs bark at fire engines,
    I pretend they have TV talking heads
    & are discussing politics
    while getting upset at today's news.



  16. This tweet tips cows 20 percent.

    If it's a cutie pie, 25.



  17. I’m not exactly sure what it is they all see,
    but the funhouse mirrors sure seem to be
    freaking out at me.

    Seriously.



  18. Me & my car suck great as a team.

    It picks the stupid lanes.

    I pick the stupid lines.

    And it’s stupid people with the assist.



  19. I asked Bob how many roads must a man walk down
    to no longer see freaky answers being blown up into trees.

    He said, “Infinity +/- 3.”



  20. Images of royal granny panties interrupted
    my counting of sheep last night.

    # LondonOlympics

    # TVreruns

    # somethingicannotunremember



  21. According to my math, the bath just ruined my graph paper
    & filled up my rubber ducky’s butt with soapy bubbles.

    Now he won’t squeak.



  22. If the rain dance really worked,
    then why is that roof guy with the Cher feather
    still pretending he's not peeing on us.



  23. If we were monkeys w/ handfuls of poo,
    imagine what that kind of power could do.

    World zookeepers would count to 3

    & we'd throw at 2.



  24. Soduh or Vigoda?

    “Nonsense is an assertion of man’s spiritual freedom
    in spite of all the oppressions of circumstance.”

    # not # sure



  25. “You think you shit a brick, but it was a tile, instead.

    Life's little surprises make me smile," Jim said.  

    {Jim, shut the fuck up.}



  26. Grape Soduh or Abe Vigoda? 

    “Didn’t know what’s up at first,
    but saw who take foot off the bag.”

    #abeandthecostellofellow
    #iswronganswer



  27. Holding fondly,
    froggy clenches it so close;
    a book Machiavelli wrote.

    Knowing.

    Going to bring all the princesses to the pond.



  28. Grape Soduh or Abe Vigoda?

    “I've about had it with Joan and Melissa
    giving me shit about my outfits.”

    Abe V

    Maybe was Ray Liotta, though.


  29. Sometimes a mini-hacksaw and a stroll around town
    is just what the doctor ordered.



  30. "Who needs looks, luck & nepotism
    when you're cut out for success."

     ~cocky origami



  31. Wilco is just Gram Parsons without any of that metric shit.



  32. Well, this new iron works well.

    I just hope no one was lying to me
    when they said today was Casual Waffle Friday.



  33. For such a smart phone,
    you’d think it would know better
    than to upset me.



  34. Top of the world.

    Felt like king of the mountain 'til I found out my 99 cent piece of crap map app had flipped upside-down.



  35. I feel like Chuck Norris did
    after I hit him over the head
    with his walker.



  36. Rarely does my thumb make me happy these days.



  37. It's bad enough backyard looks like paint-by-dogshit
    Jackson Pollock artwork,

    the Marcel Duchamp kitty urinal's not even being used.



  38. Only way I ever know it's puppy love
    is when the dog rolls its eyes at me.



  39. The clouds are giving me subliminal messages.

    You best better beware of me
    for I may not know
    what I'm about to do. 

     # cloudcontrol



  40. Was thinking how working's for the birds.

    And how I'm most likely a duck.

    And how if I were a dodo, I'd be extinct.

    And not working.



  41. Ever since barely surviving a big narcisshipwreck,
    all the famous rapper ever says anymore is:

    "I make it Wayne. I make it Wayne."



  42. Today and everyday, we are boldly paving the way
    to a super, stupider future.

    Yay!

    *burp*



  43. Sang "Skip to my Loofah" in the shower.

    Slipped.

    Dinged my head as I banged into it.

    Then, the accident gave me superpowers.



  44. Twas the year of their discontent, historians now say.

    Mayan tribal scribblers said,

    “Fuck the future," & ate the calendar chocolate.



  45. Hedgerows bustle as the May Queen cleans
    the clutter from our minds.

    Rooms revive as she pulls our strings
    and opens up the blinds.



  46. It was right as the sorority girls began swinging pillows
    on Lingerie Tickle Fight Night
    that I waltzed in & ruffled a few feathers.



  47. Says he’ll kick my butt if I call him dull turd again
    but he’s old & slow & his legs are short.

    Isn’t that right, Mr. Turdleturtle?



  48. Not easy to film serious hard-core banana porn movies
    because they all become romantic comedies
    once things end up getting
    all mushy.



  49. I was sitting pretty.

    Until I got a cramp.



  50. The evidence was staggering.

    Either it was dehydrated..

    Or the pudding was about 80 proof.



  51. “This is the Send All, my friends,”

    ~Jim Morrison, on some ancient highway pretending toy cash register is a computer, probably



  52. Bing doesn’t like me.

    It has no idea why.

    Couldn’t figure it out if it tried, either.



  53. The children of the corn were gassy.

    They stunk up the whole bunker.

    Ethanol in the family.



  54. "I'm feeling super sonnets.
    Give me gin and tonic."

    ~Liam Shakespeare



  55. I had a lot on my plate.

    Up until about a minute ago.

    Now, I need to put on some shoes,
    and see if I can find the broom.



  56. In dream, I asked James Joyce to explain
    his inane book rambles.

    He began to talk down at me until I kinda bumped into his ladder.



  57. The future's putting words in my mind.

    And feeding me Hunchberries.

    Like a Cap'n.



  58. On magic mushrooms, I use my electric organ,
    Advanced Math and Beginner Spanish
    to combine 3.14 with the word, year,
    to make a piano.



  59. Sounds like it's coming from old people's butts,
    but just once I wish you wouldn't look at me like I'm nuts.

    They're smuggling ducks.



  60. Your skepticism about the earth being hollow makes it impossible for me to explain anything to you.



  61. I do have an advantage in that I own my own dumb truck.



  62. Whenever I get so mad that I just wanna kick a puppy,
    I remember about the kitten.

    # kicksareforkitties :)

    # licksarefortitties ;)



  63. "You're one stinky shit."

    "You stink more than I do."

    "Your mama doesn't even stink this bad."

    "Your mama does."

    (shit talking shit)



  64. The path I'm traveling likely ends at
    that Curtain Number 3 up ahead,
    & behind it, a lifetime supply of canned cream corn
    awaits me.



  65. "I found my towels in the bowels of an owl.”

    ~my reply to a sales lady who asked me what brought me into Bed, Bath & Beyond



  66. It wasn’t due to sobriety that he got frostbit to shit.

    It was because of what he tried to do with a cold turkey.



  67. Someday, Mississippi will prefer to be called Ms.
    instead of Mrs.

    That day is not today, though.



  68. Was gonna give up but gravity said drop it, so I did.

    Saw flyer on ground:

    "Our truck will be in your neighborhood on Tuesday."



  69. You call it kissing ass.

    I call it a yoga master showing off.



  70. Apparently, my crop-dusting skills in grocery store aisles
    give me no competitive advantage in Farmville.



  71. All I asked the guy at the store for was some space and an apostrophe to go with my new supermanscape.



  72. My inner child just degraded an antique doll collection.



  73. I'm giving people the benefit of the doubt.

    Boogers didn't get wiped on walls.

    Just got flicked.

    Stopped at place they hit.



  74. Unsexy is the one* not reading this.

    *many



  75. I took bumper sticker advice.
    Just like I always do.

    Act Your Wage

    Fell asleep picking my butt.
    And when I woke up, I threw poo.



  76. Friends had a blast doing a show last night
    in front of a 'sea of people'.

    I had a riot on Twitter,
    wondering if Patton took naps.



  77. With letters on the parts, I spelled Anita Pallenberg
    & Britt Eklund.

    I doubt it's them.

    Why'd I buy mail-order brides from IKEA?



  78. Was told I don't know the half of it,
    but as luck would have it, I do.

    It's all crap we don't need to believe..

    Just hype and jive.



  79. After doing some laps around the park, I wanna say:

    "Walking is for the birds."

    But, most of those fowl-mouthed peckerheads can fly.



  80. I’m still wearing a fly suit.

    My faceplant in the yard simply means
    I’m wearing the outfit that is only
    supposed to be worn for show.



  81. You say I overreact.

    I say you’re just jealous because
    you suck at jumping hurdles.



  82. On the 7th day, the gods still chose to fuck with me
    on their day off.



  83. It was when the shrooms humped the magic moon.

    That was when the cactus wren attacked us.



  84. storeroom litter box
    mad cat rush to take first poop
    once it's cleaned haiku



  85. That's a backpack of crap, I told the DEA.
    Ignore her. I'm no drug mule. 

    I'm a fool with a TV

     & I didn't agree to help Dora.



  86. I spoke slow. You heard fast.

    Your brain farted when your asshat pinched a nerve gas.

    Cats below swerved at the last second.



  87. So fluent in mumble, I make it dance;
    & I talk a mean grumble.

    To a stumblebum robot gang of ducks in a rowboat,
    I am their leader.



  88. I talk to bananas by the bunches
    but never hold one to my ear
    to get it to work.

    We return together when we’re done our lunches.



  89. Unsure if I heard that a turdhat of words I lazily wrote
    were as dumb as a dumbass afloat in a moat
    on my gravy billygoat boat.



  90. She said look over my shoulder.

    To look there in the distance.

    That she was way beyond Awesome.

    I told her I couldn't see her.



  91. Country bumpkin munchkin blumpkin
    luncheon in the forest scene
    was edited from the movie courtesy of the PMRC,
    Tipper & Dorothy.



  92. “It’s tricky..

    Can get both prickly and trippy when you practice with cactus.

    We must not let that shit distract us.”

    ~FML coach



  93. Asked genie for Cash Cab ride,
    a genius fellow passenger
    & get us lost.

    Down Shitty City Ave.
    with fat cash stacks,
    I now walk.



  94. Your guitar playing sounded great
    until you added that chihuahua pedal.

    Then, it got whiny.

    And made you look tiny.



  95. Prose tip: Leaves of ass break wind

    that blows

    below blows less

    wind leaves memories
    shaken poetry’s big mess
    missing rake haiku

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