Monday, September 10, 2007
Please don't tell me this is some kind of vision of the future for you and your partner
: 10:47 AM "Gaaaarbage."
"Well alright, I had to adjust."
WOW.
Pliz esplain.
: 9:06 AM at first I would have thought no for the eyeliner but it works so well with the hat the future sure is funny that way
: 1:44 PM : 5:20 PM Andy Bummer, you play it where it lays, don't you? Or lay it where it plays, something.
: 11:29 AM Me, I'm getting ready to hit the highway at bitch o'clock, again, for San Diego. Must attend to the selfish little takers and the quality waves.
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I don't even know what to say about this, Dick. Don't know how to feel, don't know if I will ever feel again. Yet the laughter...I am a laughing shell of a former human bean. It hurts. And I guess pain is a feeling, so I guess I am alive.
By 
The Capt'n, at
9:36 AM
DICK!
Please don't tell me this is some kind of vision of the future for you and your partner
By , at
10:47 AM
WOW!It's the Grey Gardens version of bitter, aged lesbian opera singers! What heights to aspire to, Dick! Is this a brilliant documentary? Wow. wow.
"Gaaaarbage."
"Well alright, I had to adjust."
WOW.
Pliz esplain.
actually gayle I'm glad you asked see cuz its a stop on the compulsively-still-touring-tour of Toilet Pig and Crystal 30 years into the future, long after they have alienated friends with loft beds and stopped getting funding for individual rooms at the hotel 6. We may have our troubles then but Grrr youre new look is working hard for you! I'll bet the corner liquor store coughed up the whiskey for free that night.
By , at
9:06 AM
scary
By , at
5:01 AM
Dick
at first I would have thought no for the eyeliner but it works so well with the hat the future sure is funny that way
By , at
1:44 PM
That is way too funny! How can she sing those operas when she can barely open her mouth?
By , at
5:20 PM
I think she sings them in her mind's eye real well, peeds.
Andy Bummer, you play it where it lays, don't you? Or lay it where it plays, something.
By The Capt'n, at
8:13 PM
yes, capt'n, being a diva isn't always about singing in the literal sense. or achieving in the literal sense. or having a room of one's own in the literal sense.
By , at
11:29 AM
Oh Gay, are you having a harsh toke? Where you at now, Mary?
Me, I'm getting ready to hit the highway at bitch o'clock, again, for San Diego. Must attend to the selfish little takers and the quality waves.
By The Capt'n, at
9:02 PM
the Capt'n
the wave
and glass
that's how I see it.
By , at
9:28 AM
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