A moment of silence for the sake of being interesting...

[Black_Bird]

How plain - how small.
One drop of thick spit in the bucket and you think you own the world?
Well, fuck me with a donkey's dick and call me almighty.

I am blank. I know only ones and nothings; dicks and chicks. Empty. Yet, you do nothing to fill me, to make me real. How simple, how stupid.

Clash and slash and bash and when will it ever last? Its like digitial heroin, isn't it?

... and if you see me, impailed by a ice cold steel pole, know that I was only trying to have fun.

 

[MissTaken]

Blackbird,

This is about fun, amusement and yes, making friends in sort of oddball way.

Breathe deep......

Close you eyes.....

Oops! I kissed you rather than start a guided imagery!


hugs, BB

 

[Black_Bird]

Oops! I kissed you rather than start a guided imagery!
hugs, BB

 

[Black_Bird]

Turn the table backwards and hear the sounds crash like a paradox on a collison coarse with reason.

And throw away reason.

Real easy ass, so open now...

It's like blood taken from you spine - it tastes like plastic. And why does everything feel like aluminum siding? Why does it all look like mirrors and smoke, like a magician's trick or political debate?

Hey hey hey - its only blood now!

 

[Black_Bird]

And the babble keeps babbling like a bouncing baby toxic waste facility...

Put put putering along with no idea of what truth is, or what sense and sex and simplicity could be in the hands of the right world leader.

Fuck your friends, join the Boy Scouts!

 

[April]

Errrm. You confuse me.

But you also intrigue me.

 

[Black_Bird]

Errrm. You confuse me.

But you also intrigue me.

So do I.

... on both counts. Is that egotistical? Perhaps I'm just having too much fun in the confines of my own head...

 

[Debbie]

I am confused, intrigued and I am gonna dance on your silly ass egotistical head as I wander to my bed. You freak you!
Babbling babies bake bubbly but beautiful bouncy buns.
'nite all

 

[April]

You confuse and intrigue yourself? That's, umm, well, interesting.

 

[Black_Bird]

Here's another rape thread... Name dropping and dropping the ball like the soldier that got his head blown off - what a waste. Oh well.

We've got bitter hard crackers and piss - care for refreshments? We've got a date with God; want to make it a double? You could bring that nice young man - that nice young man with the pigon head shoved up his ass.

Got a spare dime? I want to derail that train...

 

[Black_Bird]

Return of the Rant. When did it ever leave?

 

[perks]

hey bird.....nice to see you getting your groove on. Just wonder where your groove is.

perks

PS....your imagery.....well it's definitely imagery

 

[kashmir]

Return of the Rant. When did it ever leave?

Up three threads, baybee...

 

[Dragonette]

Bad day BB?????

Doh, why am I even answering!

<Shakes head>

 

[Black_Bird]

Continue this like a half willing drunk heart, peirce by three, count them, three swords of solomon.

Drain it to the blacker blacker darkness and fill the remains sea water - then we will have the faithful.

 

[Black_Bird]

Punch a hole through the keyboard and look, Alice. I've shoved enough coke up your nose to kill an elephant - the type that fizzes. You're bleeding like a whore dripping cum and it doesn't look like you're going to stop anytime soon.

I didn't do it for you, so stop blaming me. I did it for that diplomatic SOB you work for. Piss off bitch, before I type another four letter word using the letters you no longer possess.

 

[Dillinger]

How is Jane - how tall?
One mop of quick baseball mitt, a fuck it... and you think you've grown the whirled?
Well, lucky me with a hockey puck and call me all righty.

I am not Frank. I know no-one and yet I sing; seek Dick run with hicks. Empty. Yet, you do nothing to thrill me, to make me peal like a ripe banana. How simple, how limp bizquit.

Flash and sass and dash and when will it be full mast? Its like digimon heroines, isn't it?

... and if you see a tree, enthralled by a woodpecker hole, know that I was only trying to get some sun.

 

[Black_Bird]

Now you're speaking my language. So what *did* happen to that skinned cat? Did it run to the death bells to meet God and dance? Did it fall and land on four feet or four feet under?

Deduct two for the tax man of course. Deduct another for the pope - he's going to the bottom, man.

Is that all you did on your summer vacation? Bird watching and finger fucking?

King Almighty King of the Finger Fuck, do me a favor: Stop smelling your finger.