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His whole abdomen would move up and down you dig farting out the words. It was unlike anything I ever heard.

This ass talk had sort of a gut frequency. It hit you right down there like you gotta go. You know when the old colon gives you the elbow and it feels sorta cold inside, and you know all you have to do is turn loose? Well this talking hit you right down there, a bubbly, thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell.

This man worked for a carnival you dig, and to start with it was like a novelty ventriliquist act. Real funny, too, at first. He had a number he called “The Better ‘Ole” that was a scream, I tell you. I forget most of it but it was clever. Like, “Oh I say, are you still down there, old thing?”

“Nah I had to go relieve myself.”

After a while the ass start talking on its own. He would go in without anything prepared and his ass would ad-lib and toss the gags back at him every time.

Then it developed sort of teeth-like little raspy in-curving hooks and started eating. He thought this was cute at first and built an act around it, but the asshole would eat its way through his pants and start talking on the street, shouting out it wanted equal rights. It would get drunk, too, and have crying jags nobody loved it and it wanted to be kissed same as any other mouth. Finally it talked all the time day and night, you could hear him for blocks screaming at it to shut up, and beating it with his fist, and sticking candles up it, but nothing did any good and the asshole said to him: “It’s you who will shut up in the end. Not me. Because we dont need you around here any more. I can talk and eat and shit.”

After that he began waking up in the morning with a transparent jelly like a tadpole’s tail all over his mouth. This jelly was what the scientists call un-D.T., Undifferentiated Tissue, which can grow into any kind of flesh on the human body. He would tear it off his mouth and the pieces would stick to his hands like burning gasoline jelly and grow there, grow anywhere on him a glob of it fell. So finally his mouth sealed over, and the whole head would have have amputated spontaneous — (did you know there is a condition occurs in parts of Africa and only among Negroes where the little toe amputates spontaneously?) — except for the eyes you dig. Thats one thing the asshole couldn’t do was see. It needed the eyes. But nerve connections were blocked and infiltrated and atrophied so the brain couldn’t give orders any more. It was trapped in the skull, sealed off. For a while you could see the silent, helpless suffering of the brain behind the eyes, then finally the brain must have died, because the eyes went out, and there was no more feeling in them than a crab’s eyes on the end of a stalk.



~Naked Lunch
William S. Burroughs

Lähentelin tänään kauppareissulla kuolemaa, kun horjahtelevan suksipienokaisen sauvan piikki huitaisi 10cm päästä naamastani. Lyhyt elämäni vilahti silmieni ohi ja ymmärsin että minun on aika ottaa tätä niinsanottua laiffia sarvista! HALLELUJA, VALAISTUS!

Girl, you'll be a woman soon and all you ever do is dance in the midnight alone and blue

Mustikkamuffinssit ovat hyviä. Aurinko paistaa, eikun kuu.

Sänky on sänky on sänky, aamulla ja illalla.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_JUAIPKSOp8

O__O

Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, terd, twat

Laita musiikkisoittimesi sekoitukselle.
Joka kysymyksen kohdalla painat seuraavaa biisiä ja vastaat kysymykseen biisin nimellä.
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1:

Mitä äitisi sanoo huudettuaan sinulle? - It only makes me laugh
Isäsi tökkää sinua päähän ja sanoo: - The Glorious Liberation Of The People's Technocratic Republic Of Vinnland By The Combined Forces Of The United Territories Of Europa O_O''
Kulkuri kävelee luoksesi ja sanoo: - Oo siellä jossain mun
Paras ystäväsi tönäisee sinua käteen ja sanoo: - Olkaa yksin ja juoskaa karkuun
Törmäät pahimpaan viholliseesi ja hän sanoo: - Nothing bad ever happens to me
Yöllä vastaan tulee kadulla muukalainen, joka sanoo: - I'm finding it harder to be a gentleman
Juokset kotonasi, kun veljesi pysäyttää sinut ja sanoo: - Valentine's day
Näet lemmikkisi ja sanot: - Bad ground
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2:

Mikä laulu kuvaa...

elämääsi: PMMP - Matkalaulu. Kuvaisipa .___.
ystäviäsi: Type O Negative - Be My Druidess. Totta :D
perhettäsi: Ari Koivunen - Hetki Lyö
ihastustasi/tyttö/poikaystävääsi: Marilyn Manson - Astonishing Panorama Of The Endtimes. Lievästi hämmentävää
vihollistasi: Deathstars - Tirinity Fields
uskontoasi: Marilyn Manson - In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death
seksuaalisuuttasi: Oingo Boingo - Mama's Boy. Jösses! 8D
seksielämääsi: PMMP - Pikkuveli. Olen.. sanaton. Tämä on niin epäilyttävää. :'D
persoonallisuuttasi: Porcupine Tree - Collapse The Light Into Earth
ulkonäköäsi: The Cure - Strange Attraction. ;)

3:

Elämäni soundtrack, eli mikä biisi soi taustalla, kun...

Elämäsi leffa alkaa: Porcupine Tree - The Creator Has A Mastertape
Heräät: Marilyn Manson - The Fight Song. Voisin nyt raiskata hymiöitä päivät pitkät.
Hengaat kaveriesi kanssa: Marilyn Manson - Born Again
Sinä ja vihollisesi alatte taistella: The White Stripes - We're Going To Be Friends. 8)
Menet treffeille ihastuksesi kanssa: Marilyn Manson - Disassociative. Tämähän on käsittämättömän masentavaa
Suutelet häntä ensimmäistä kertaa: The White Stripes - I Can Learn. Oho, ruutuun taisi lentää sylkeä.
Tulet kotiin ja sisaruksesi ovat pistäneet huoneesi päreiksi: Porcupine Tree - The Sound Of Muzak
Menet nukkumaan: The White Stripes - Expecting. ;__:
Masennut: Type O Negative - Green Man
Yrität itsemurhaa: Ramones - She Talks To Rainbows
Hautajaistesi aikana: Ramones - Somebody Put Something In My Drink
Hautajaisvastaanottosi alkaa: Godhead ft. Manson - Break You Down. :3
Lopputekstien aikana: Oingo Boingo - Weird Science