Freedom fighters.

Spearmint.

cat shit.

papa smurf.

crazy kitty.

bringing in the sheep. bringing in the sheep.

conjure.

oh no.

pudding pops.

i met bill cosby when i was selling laboratory equipment on the set of his after "The Cosby Show" and before the i'm still married to claire, but we are poor and have different names show. i got to be an extra in one of the scenes.

he was like a giant talking pez dispenser.

crack whores.

hairy moles.

why does cosmo talk to himself when he shits? he makes these meow/trill sounds whenever he shits. then he jumps back and forth from litter box to litter box while he's talking to himself. what do you think he's saying? Maybe something like, "damn this is going to feel good" or "damn, i hope this doesn't stink too badly." If only these walls could talk. well, if they could, my ass would be out of here. i don't want to be around talking walls. that would scare the shit out of me and i can't help but to wonder if the walls would say, "damn, that's going to feel good" or damn, i hope that doesn't stink too badly." well we may never know the answers.

but i do know this. roses are red. violets are blue. sugar is sweet. and sugar is one of my favorite foods.

someone stole about tree fidy in change from my desk drawer at work and i can't help but to wonder if it's the sea monsta.

but someone did steal some loose change, maybe $2 or $3 from my desk drawer and i hope he/she buys soured milk with it and drinks it and then spits it out of his/her nose. or catches a vicous case of:

a. crabs
b. heart worms
c. burning in hell.

i think i hear aliens. i'll bet there's a crop circle and a half tomorrow in the produce aisle of harris teeter.

it may not be aliens. it may be indian music. not the feather on head indian, but dot on the forehead kind. some live across the hall from me and maybe they're having a hindu party. can you believe they didn't invite me? I should stagger over there and give them a piece of my mind. but only the part that's turned to mush.

mush! mush! isn't that what the dude in rudolph who took rudolph and herbie to the land of misfits said, when he wanted his dogs to move. mush! mush!

and now i will mush! mush! to brush my teeth and then go to bed.