...this fellow i know...

this fellow i know
has given blood over 200 times
they have given him an award
a plaque of some sort or another
a celebration
all kinds of shit
thing is
for as long as i
have know him
he has pleaded with these people
to give him a sandwich
that is all he fucking wants

and he has never got one

before you blow up a planet...

before you blow up a planet
even if it is full of nothing but fuck-heads
remember
stay sober
it not only makes the decision
more justifiable
if the authorities decide not to mind
their own fucking business  
but it helps you to aim too
that is to say
why waste any gamma rays
if you don't have to ???  

does it concern you ???

does it concern you
that just about every fucking love song
written in the history
of our quaint little planet
has sweet fuck all to do with love
and a whole lot to do
with a shit-load of narcissistic little toads
getting their own fucking way ???

not going  anywhere with this
just a question    

the rooster...

the rooster never learned to say
"cock-a-doodle-do "
but he did learn to say
"that whore wife of yours
fucked the postman  again"
and that had its benefits too

the canine...

so the dog
had a crap on the floor
"golly-gee" i thought to myself
is this canine ever in trouble
nope , i was wrong
apparently the owner
had just bought a book
about using reverse psychology on animals

they cooked him up
three pounds of hamburger

humans...

as humans...it is our duty...to show as little gratitude as possible .

life is...

life is
what happens
in between
fucking
things up

my basketball league...

i started a basketball league
for lose women
i named it
"slut slammers" 
not to be confuse with my
basketball league for prostitutes
which i refer to as
"whore hoops"
anyway
all good fun