pinsy winsy down the block
woonsy poonsy on your cock
funsy tunsy wants to play
onesie bunsie says no way

whats that my dear, you want to cum?
too bad my dear, im on the run
you'll have to rub and tug alone
for I have no time to make you  moan

the female cock is quite a thing
no one seems to make it ring
quite like the dame herself
or, perhaps, her little elf

when will it be that ladies find
a way to make the bump and grind
into something mutual
and not just a wish sublime?

this is where all the angries go, when the angry langreys snow.
they eat the earth and break the hoe
pants dance upon the pants dance moon
and bubbies sigh as wubbies swoon

how doth thou skrimpet wrimpet cling
to nether slide and mether swing
whence was the last timeth thou saw
the wimbly probe of garabal?

A, twas a night as foul
as the furman's towel
when the wimbly probe did blithley scowl
and henceforth prod the tobler one
with its sunny moon and moony sun

And thus the story lore-y goes
with bubbie sighs and angry snows
next time you need some poop scoop love
please do not molest my dove

So there is like negative time for me to be an artsy pants guy lately. Which is all super false. Super duper false. I have to go to work now, I will finish this later. THAT´S THE PROBLEM THOUGH. I am like, well i have a real person job now so I can´t dick around like a little artistic pixie anymore because I work and when I´m not working I have to be like organizing other parts of my life and then I end up on Buzzfeed and Jezebel all night with a shit ton of ideas in my head. And then when I go to draw something it´s like WOMP that is not what I had in my brain so I give up. But I need to practiceee UGH. I made a list of things, I will list them later..


JK I´m not going to list them because after watching that TED video about  how telling people about your goals makes you less likely to actually achieve them, I have become paranoid. SOOO I won´t write anything about anything until its finished mwahahaha..

Right now I have intense drawing and music urges but music urges are being satiated by listening to tuneyards. She´s hot I would do her, I don´t know what it is. Her face I don´t know haha. But anyway I get mad ideas from just listening to music even if I just absorb it at the moment and don´t do anything with it until much much later, and even then it may come out in the form of a poem or drawing so meh.

Art art time is mad overdue. I keep drawing shit and then looking at it and thinking that looks like crap. But if I keep practicing I will get better, right? RIGHT??? YEAH TOTES ok great. Basically, I should think of myself constantly as an artist/writer/musician pixie. Ok.. I will write more later perhaps, about other things. We will see...

Female-ism

How about some good old-fashioned feminism up in this joint?? Seriously, when will there be a time when me thinking someone is good at guitar FOR A GIRL, be an obsolete thought? Why do I have to attach her sex to it? Why does that matter? How come, if she doesn´t fit into the narrow standards of beauty we have, I start to doubt that she´s even good? I don´t intend to say that I am immune to that force of un-nature, the media; that´s why I use myself as the example. Bloop bloop let us move on.

I know I tend to get into little, no sé, obsessions with a topic, that last and sometimes don´t, but this is one that probably will, I just tend to let it fall asleep and lay dormant far more often than I should.  Also sometimes I get sick of hearing myself think about the same things over and over, which is why I tend not to write blog entries.  I´m working on it.

This will just be an ongoing series...as I am le work..

So at ma new jeorb I have to write a lot, but not all of it, or maybe more like none of it, can be that off the cuff weirdass humor I am so wont to use. So..This will now be, the place for be to unload all that nonsense and keep it from groping my work stuff, they might accidentally make babies and then I would get fired.  

Pants down hands down, this will be my THOUGHT LAND PLACE

Some of this will be stuff I wish I could write in descriptions of software, games, mobile apps, etc. that I just have to put somewhere or else the comedic gold/pure insanity will be forever lost and all the dragons in the world will shed one dragony tear. And no one wants that.

So, here tis, some stuff I done wrote today that I really wish could be published (like on twitter or something, nothing faaancy)...some of it gets stream-of-concious-y but who cares. Do you? Yeah? Well then fuck off man. 

And it´s not all 100% funny, I´m fully aware of that, geez. It´s mostly just absurd and random. Like bees.

Title: Bossest Game in Da Hood

Shift into throttle gear in this super dopeass new game! What is it? Its called like, Sector Strike or Super Sex Striker, Im not sure which I lost track of it all. Throttle it away and stuff, fill your bottle with throttle…that would be a good ad…for like some sex drink for your sex drivvvve...

Don´t worry about the ladies next door! They don’t have YOUR game…

THOUGHT: Babylon is like Babbly Lawn; your lawn talks too much, shut it up SHUT IT UUUUPPPP

Title backwards...is Eltit..El....Tit...hahahahaha