Harley gave me a Dirty Sanchez. And I liked it.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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About Me
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.
A friend, Jonathan Joseph Martin, suggested I start this blog to break up the monotony of my life. Meh, might as well.
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July
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- 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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