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Not an image we get very often. In Atlanta. In March.
1st Mar 2009, 23:55
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What your doodles say about you
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1) You're a pretentious bastard that bought a cartridge-refillable brush pen from a company whose name you can't spell or pronounce. And you can't write in any language that requires it.
2) You're out of tequila.
3) Possibly a single shot of tequila is too much for you, especially on six hours of site-hacking fueled more by chemicals than nutrients.
4) The demon you just invoked is on its way. Expecting payment.
5) It's gonna be a long night.
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2) You're out of tequila.
3) Possibly a single shot of tequila is too much for you, especially on six hours of site-hacking fueled more by chemicals than nutrients.
4) The demon you just invoked is on its way. Expecting payment.
5) It's gonna be a long night.
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9th Feb 2009, 00:45
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What I looked like today
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Apparently I just need a tweed jacket with leather patches on the elbows. And a pipe.
Oh, wait. I have a pipe.
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Oh, wait. I have a pipe.
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1st Feb 2009, 06:12
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Ringing the Anvil
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Flensed from the bone
Of the weekend's labors
Two pints of the
"Starving Artists Special"
Don't even make a dent
You could bend
Horseshoes around the
Muscles in my neck and shoulders
Not to mention the
Titanium anvil of my
Discontent.
Tomorrow starts too early
To consider a third pint
So let's just call today
A write-off
And prepare to start tomorrow
Early
On the wrong foot
With teeth and fists clenched
Trailing a hook in the gray water
For surprises.
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Of the weekend's labors
Two pints of the
"Starving Artists Special"
Don't even make a dent
You could bend
Horseshoes around the
Muscles in my neck and shoulders
Not to mention the
Titanium anvil of my
Discontent.
Tomorrow starts too early
To consider a third pint
So let's just call today
A write-off
And prepare to start tomorrow
Early
On the wrong foot
With teeth and fists clenched
Trailing a hook in the gray water
For surprises.
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26th Jan 2009, 04:14
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How to get a head
More adventures of toys on my desktop. And miscellaneous items of the art of taxidermy.
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24th Jan 2009, 06:55
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