About Me
Tranny Dog
Atlanta, GA
A junkyard dog with all Id and no Ego.
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For why?
Wake up, eat own kind, strap Ol' Hubert on, mount, go to bed. Wake up, eat own kind, strap Ol' Hubert on, mount, go to bed....
A friend, Jonathan Joseph Martin, suggested I start this blog to break up the monotony of my life. Meh, might as well.
Blog Archive
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2009
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August
(9)
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July
(18)
You're Such a Black Lacquer Table
An Open Letter to the Homeless of Portland
The Saga of Sassy and Sour: A Foray into Portland'...
Dude! I Camped on Fireball Island!
The Enola Gay Burger
The Diptera Resistance: A One-Act Play
Whyoming?
Love Poem #9
Psychic Touchs "Phenomenons" [sic]
Tour of Homos: Omaha Mining Company
It Says, Thing Says: Dueling Gringos
Dear Missouri,
Goodbye, Cruel World
"Scandal in the 'Hood" - A Limerick
Tour of Homos: New Order
Get Vaccinated In My Love
Dear Restaurant Owner,
Tour of Homos: Opus 1
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June
(3)
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Tour of Homos: Opus 1
"
Opus 1
on Wednesday" -- A Haiku
Small room. Awkward vibe.
Meatball Lean Pockets
offered.
Shit costs three.fifty!
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