Ghosting the frontal path
 

Have you ever washed the water when the morning's spoon yield's Walter's fresh surprise? As tender paper lines sued its better compartments? Patter on, I was told, then wasn't, so now I tiptoe grass and shudder at the heat of the ice. I would moan, but the bamboo monkey doesn't spend purple.

^ Would anyone read an entire novel that was in this "style?"

who you callin' a bamboo monkey? :mad:

only if it tries to tell me something that i dont know. if it's just floritures and verbal wankery, i can't do more than 5 lines.

I thought this was going to be about riding on top of your brain with no one in the driver's seat.

It would have nothing to say. It would be "about" meaninglessness, if anything.

It's just so much fun to write (and a lot harder than it looks). I was just wondering how much fun it was to read. I think I have an answer, and will keep future texts like this to myself. No prob.

Now, anyone here have any thoughts on My Bloody Valentine?

hahahahahahahahaha

BAY AREA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPNJjL9iznY


who's dat driven, Patrick Swayve!