THIS AGAIN!

subway employee on the g train this evening: "you gotta take that shit out of your ears so you can hear!"

but don't be all juan g. about it.

this man could so easily be coco jambo.

DE-BUNK

So, there is not Montauk Monster. It's a raccoon. There is no mystery left in the world.



There probably aren't any aliens. And you know what, Jackie, there are no vampires. I don't care how beautiful or crazy those people were who came int the other day.




I'm a little bummed out.

Thanks a lot science/reality. Way to be a total downer.

HER ONE DESIRE

I'm sorry Lolanda. I love you, nonetheless, doctora.

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By the way, that last post was gross.

SONNETS

I don't care much for most sonnets that people write. Especially now. Like right now. As we speak. Someone is writing a sonnet and I don't care too much for that sonnet. Cut it out already. And don't get me started on sestinas! ME-OW! What happens when a dinosaur writes a sonnet?

Oh, no one will ever know the answer to that.

AGREED