domingo, 28 de febrero de 2010

Fuck you. Fuck off.


Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance.
Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage.
Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves.
Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life.
I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons.


sábado, 27 de febrero de 2010

You've picked a rather late hour to be visiting me



Hello!
Today
i've been
enjoying

the pleasures
of
NETTLES


Oh! it seems
nettles have made
the milk
drop out
from inside
my TEAT

The nettles
make me
think
happy times...

Oh bubble trumps!

viernes, 26 de febrero de 2010

s m i l e



Vanilla, strawberry, knickbocker glory
Vanilla, strawberry, knickbocker glory
Vanilla, strawberry, knickbocker glory
I saw the ghost of Lena Zavaroni

Vanilla, strawberry, knickbocker glory
Hans Christian Andersen plays musical statues
To don't take it out on this world by adams apples
Sprinkling hundreds and thousands on a knickerbocker glory

I saw the ghost of Lena Zavaroni

jueves, 25 de febrero de 2010

Money, Success, Fame, Glamour



No importa de donde vengas,
sino hasta donde pensás llegar.

miércoles, 24 de febrero de 2010

Are you talking to me?

John: ¿Y qué pongo?
Mag: ¿Una conversación entre vos y yo?
John: Dale, pero escribila vos.. (...) Tendriamos que fumar para crear una conversación entretendia. (?) ¿Tenés porro?
Mag: Sisisis, ¿Quién va a leer tu blog? ¿puedo poner la palabra "porro"?
John: A mis amigos, sisis, ponela.
Mag: ¿Vamos a fumar?
John: A jugar, a JUGAR :D
Mag & John: JAJAJAJAJAJJAJAJJAJJAAJAJ