"I follow you whoever you arefrom this day forwardmy words itch at your ears until you understand them.'
Walt Whitman-----------------------------
Okay, maybe this is a CIA funded Black Operation meant to brain wash you into boosting the sagging economy by forgiving the uppity, icicle shut cunt and start buying more items from the new Martha Stewart collection...
EXPECT MAD DONNA TO EAT MAGGOT PATE WITH CRUNCHY BAKED WARTS
Some guy with an English accent told her that they did this, and though of course he was kidding, the newly somewhat English accented sperm drippier took him seriously and de
manded that some be made for her immediately. Now that she is dining on the pate with almost every meal, none of the servants have had the heart to beak it to their notoriously vindictive, bitch, controlling boss... Big surprise).
MASSAH-JACK-OFF-YOUR-SON-TO BE HUNTED DOWN AND SKINNED
People who prey on children need to be hunted down.
FORMER PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH, NOW COKED OUT, DRUNK, KILLING WHORES AND MOOCHING WEED OFF OF JOHNNY PAIN.
It's all too damn true... That fucker has the dea monitoring me to find out when I score, pops in at all hours and grabs a handfuls...
THERE'S JOHNNY PAIN'S SERIAL KILLING, I got dropped on my head down two flights of steps when I was a kid.
VEGETABLE MOLESTED CHARGES am still denying anything to do with this. I c
AND DOZENS AND DOZENS OF TALES OF A BOY AND HIS DOG.
I would like to think my classically forever education informs them with half hidden ghosts who still hold on to the old laws of justice and valor and rock and roll...--------------------------------------------------------You come in here, you better expect to have your religion challenged in a way that you can't easily just consider an insult... Unless you are too far gone, and I pity you even as I defecate on your cross. Trust me, stay around long enough to get your brain washed (it needs it -- your ideas stink). If there really is a god, I give you permission to convince me okay?
You have stumbled into the words of Johnny Pain, an experienced, educated and disabled writer/performer, who lately does mostly comedy and stories about a myriad of topics: sci-fi, love, getting fronts from mean dealers, trying to sublimate chronic back disease into something worth a bit more than a whine....
LOOKING FOR FUNNY MATERIAL FOR YOUR webSIGHT, Zine... SOMEONE TO OPEN FOR YOUR BAND? Let me know.... I am going to put together a tour, hitting the houses of fans and selling some of my work. Anyone interested in setting me up with any assistant, let me know.
Agents, script writers, theatre groups and film folk and actors looking for new and effective words that are somewhat unique, get laughs and are entirely original and are yours for the mere courtesy of credit (unless money is made), consideration in future projects, and the ability to tape the show for my website. Cartoons and animators who are interested in working me can also contact me here. Legitimate investors can smoke my weed, alright? You cartoons and artists and shit have to bring your own.
I have published short stories, poetry, song lyrics; I am just beginning to shop a novel about poets and war and the effects of killing on the killers; the art in here is mine; I had a couple little television shows 20 years ago that no one knows about-- I didn't have any idea what I was doing, and we were kicked off the air live over some nudity ispanking issue... even after like thirteen years of higher education, I was so stupid that my incredible professors were barely able to bring me up to the speed of the average European sixth grader.. At least this is the shit that won't embarrass me too much or lead to any arrests. You will unfortunately find that shit peppered throughout because I really can be a stupid, stupid ass.=====================
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PLEASE, I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY WANT TO SELL OUT...

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I was once a moth gently munching on the shroud of Turin. These words are for the onewho ignited the flame.
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