i'm back. been sick. it's funny, but when your head is hot and your feet are cold, blogging just doesn't have the same meaning.
remember "white hunter, black heart?" what the fuck does that mean?
work really seems stupid. the only thing dumber is looking for another job. work is the four letter word that none of us should ever say. or do.
sonny criss had a beautiful tone. and don't forget his great line..."the only thing real in america is ugliness." that, and his version of black coffee. tris speaking of which, this may be out of this world (good evening) but i remember that pinko liked his coffee black. when he told a waitress at a diner in southie that he liked his coffee black, she reminded him "that slavery happened a long time ago."
it's always about race in this country. don't let them tell you different.
you won't die, but dye your hair green, grant, if you muste, aj. aj, you muste remember this, kiss was a great rock group, that you can't deny, no matter what the future brings, as time goes by.
beatles on idol again. worse than before. someone actually sang back in the ussr. back in the ussr? fuck you, beatles. i believe your shit doesn't fly.
my only wish is that r kelly will test that theory about being able to fly. i would go to his grave just to make sure it turns out right.
i believe i can fly? you know what i say? i believe i can shit. if i stick to the right diet.
a humble blog, but i'm back.
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