Pop Shit

  Cash me in, color me up, give me my 15 minutes so I can sell them for smokes. Compared to the fucks I found yesterday, I have been doing an absolutely horrible, quarter-assed job of selling this plog out. I feel like a hooker with a heart of gold on her period—I know there’s […]

Art De Mon Derriere

I use public restrooms to show my wit Poems, drawings, etchings done as I sit.   I think its art   Straight from my heart Especially the landscapes, done with shit.

You see it in movies and look forward to doing it your whole life, but let me tell you; you're never truly prepared for identifying and claiming your first werewolf mauled body from the morgue.