ding ding ding ding
October 10, 2008
Went shooting today. Very enjoyable experince. Failed squirrel hunt to start, much sitting, waiting. Listend for a good time. Many sounds escape many creatures. PING PING PING woody pek pek. No squirrels showed thier measly-weasly. They gave no chance to be shot at, blasted, skinned, eaten and bones turned into beautiful gilted objexts to be lusted after and desired for. Next, shoot blue rock, thrown from springloaded mechanical device. Ready, Pull, POW!. powdered that betch, was no thang for g-mutha-fuccas. Then art project began. Shoot many frames, still, of dark retarded wizard, practice virtual gun unsafety, drags protal to next dimension behind him. Speaks like two devils fighting inside small childs head. Video tape records, be edited, published upon many channels of media and marketing, name explode, home in hollywood hills, two more in miami beach, many hookers and booze fed nights for two poor indians in the kansas country side. Wizard shoots neon peace plaques, ping ping ping dingdingdingdingding. Shoots up Mountain Dew, Does THE DEW!!!!. Spits up and chews out off camera enemy of his mind gone wander. Sleep escapes, then conquers him, relives himself in presence of queen spider, she not amused, she sicks silk spinning spartans upon him, attack him as he tries to deffacate in hole to other side, inner dimensions of spinning green-blue-white sphere.
