Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Oh hail fellow travellers on this astral plane made flesh. The world is ending in five years and if you want to survive in the next dimension, you will keep reading this blog and learn how to spread yourself thin via funky robotic dances and deep meditation. I know all the secrets, or some of them. Okay I know one secret: pill bottles make great rattles for your medicine stick.
QUEEN OF DICKS.