django, made using cliche mation. the only thing advanced were the careers of bedroom slipper actors. popcorn and popguns shot in livid color by one cliche burden ass — clinton farenteeno

3 hours to get nowhere

yeah, thats how you spell his name, i prefer to fart and see if he answers

god is an atheist.
i realized that after i died. the light cleared and i was there. beyond.she, an angel was waving to me across the yellow field. beautiful peaceful calling ” yoohoo,” waving me across the field. ” come here, oh pick a puppy”
i looked down an saw that i was naked too. heaven

everyone does it, it is easy, essential, and fleeting. And very few do it well, rarely as well as they think. like sex too, heh?