occupy

http://youtu.be/Imb4tYOk8GE

wtf? almost over. (found this in my draft, interesting. Don't remember it)

Now that was odd. The thought, the feeling. I thought... I feel so good right now, I could pull the trigger. I mean sorta out of the blue. Now that it has past for more then 10 minutes, I can't even say how the thought was even in my head. I mean what form it took, but it was. Blurt!! Here I am, look at me!! Read it and smile! Or some damn thing

I guess my train of thought must have been in there someplace, but I don't recall it there in any kind of down and dirty I'm gonna end if now, if only I could, fashion. I really don't, just sort of easy going, looking for new music on the net and shit. Really strange it was. That was rude and strong and so damn easy going. But I bet it was true.

No gun, no test, oh well. Maybe next time.

Because I asked you to

I own most all of the boob tubes I throw up, here. Not all, but most. Some aren't worth the powder to blow me to hell. (Been thanks, I'm back, suck my dick and enjoy my insights or go yourselves.) What's my point? None really except I enjoy what I do, in the moment, and then it passes, just like your life will, and mine, I lived, did you? (Hang that sentence, I don't know where it goes.) Notoriety? Sad, if that is indeed the case, but I can't say that isn't so. That does not mean I'm going to try and put up some kind of shit, pronounce it as fit, that I don't like or haven't listened to, no. In most cases for weeks at a time for me, repeatedly. My problem, not yours.

There are always those that hang in the back, classics to me, that never get here, guess I have a private side of some kind. But, I do like what I throw up here and do have some hopes that it might be new, and worth a listen, to others. Buy this song. I probably bought it more then once, so steal it here and enjoy.

Anyway, any that really know me, know me and know I speak full truths, just like they do in Szedenland. No, no lies, you get sent where it is really really cold, mother fucker. Say shit about this band and you get sent to hell, damn fast, with a lot of Szedish Nationals, pissin in you muck lucks. Say shit about ABBA and they send you to where the snow blows, fuckers. Or they try and draft your little furry ass into the ice and snow, with the help of any body you pissed off in-between times. Say hi to the bitch, Julian Assange.

I didn't buy this one, fuckin steal it and tell em I said to. Fuck you ABBA and the country you road in on!! I don't even like it, sounds like Lady GaGa, I think.

(Please insert some redundant ABBA vid. I got very ill trying to find one.)

My apologies to the artist formerly known as GaGa. I think it (her, she, Fred, they, wait for next song, etc,) goes as Egypt Confusion 23 these days, or in some princely fashion it hasn't laid claim to, yet. Gotta love the tune, yeah?

So, in the mean time let's listen to some Aussie's singin bout the good times, ya think?

Because I should

Ahh just listen, but don't look, no don't. Why? Cause he don't fit, no he don't. Whatcha mean Jack? I said he don't fit. Ya'll heard me June, he ain't got no pain, he don't fit, too pretty...ahhhh.... don'tcha know.......... said it, and nuff said there. You best know it don't fuckin wash, but it's still fuckin true. Kid knows pain. So, this is the rotation, first, he sings with memory, pain, but too damn pretty, get hurt for the vids boy. Second, still pretty, but he's a bad boy and he fuckin knows it. Gotta love them dancin bears, dunncha know.


Watch the witch dance, this is a bad boy!! Ya think? Still pain man, still...still pain.

Just rememberin' when..come to think of it, when?

So what? I do remember when and I remember the first night of his first... miss ya Doc. I ain't ever late and yes I das.



Be good and I'll tell you true life stories. About, about the days, the days when, when, when? Well, well, well...



The only artist you can punch both play buttons, at the same time, and still have it make sense. And I still hate milk.

Trying to fix this stuff, been ahilw. A what?

This shit is a pain in the ass. But I liked how far off I spelled that title. It has nothing to do with what I first wrote, the YouTube that was supposed to be up, or anything else.

It had to do with time and 2D and 3D and clocks and all that stuff that made some sense to me. Anyway, never mind, you can only really think it or if you can ever see it, you'll get payed like I do, for doing nothing, ever again. Fitting, I think.

If this shit still only plays half way through, I'm tired of playing with it. Just go to my spot on YouTube and play the fuckin thing.

Come close to the unmarked van for your candy, kiddies

Ever startled, keep the hearth.

Happy Halloween
Postpaleo