Œcumenical Panheresy.

I am Mr. G. Z. Thompson. You may call me Mr. Thompson.

7.11.05

DANCE FOR ME, VASHTI!

I'm poor and I'll be poor for decades. This beard is very big. Asparagus or broccoli?

Aisha, I'm vibrating!

It's like that Smashing Pumpkins song says: "Let me out!"

1 Comments:

At 8/11/05 01:13, Anonymous Anonymous said...

don't send me no flowers, i ain't dead yet. don’t put no headstone on my grave; she belongs to me and I intend to keep her. i’m used to getting everything I crave.

 

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