ambrosia nectar tectonics
amateur nictating membranes
"I'm hungry and I'm lactating!"
would she quiver giving head?
Alien breakfast
When all the carboys drive
out to the lake
Oh the hungers of that evening
Oh the wars won and lost in the leatherette that evening
All gummocked!
All goddamn gummocked!
Dwown lood
Clowns and their downloads
Clownloads and the dlownloads
Out of the car came 10 clowns, 3 blowns, 18 dlowns, 12 flowns, and 99
wwlowns. I cannot, I am afraid, describe the spectacular extravaganza
they performed, but you must take my word for it that there was no face
left unspeckled.
The fornication modules.
Sitting here looking for something to generate a
sound pulse of a frequency I specify. There is nothing!
Alright, it's implortant
to get at least some exploration out of the
morning. The explorermorning, the exploremongers out in the morning, in
the cold wet dog morning, out in the deep custard sun morning, in the
cold milk orange julius morning, orange mulius and orange julie, out in
the orange early morning sun of the julius epoch.
The explorning
Orange bornagain morning
bornagain in the eggsky
dawn cracked eggshell white
and dropped the sun up in the sky
bornagain in bones
born again and again in flesh and bones
flesh, brains and drugs
fresh brain and chemicals
that would make a whore moan