The Biggest Cock at the Coonamessett race.

"I may not win races...

...but my shit is dialed in." -Director

quasi fusion; no hope to be found here.

alo, this is hans poot. leave us see.
there is nothing better than to find the answers we seek in the past. so many fools have passed the gates of Dawn before us, thus, let us rejoice in their failure.
i was in a municipal health center in the North End today, and i was checking out the stuff on the counter. hand sanitizer, face masks, ear plugs maybe, brochures on how to be more OCD, and a sign that read: "if you have a rash, please notify one of the staff members"

i refer you to the film. The Big Lebowski......I gotta rash, man!


word. yo, today was mad windy, not like yesterday, but then again, i wouldnt know about how that day went, cuz i was at the shop. doing the worker thing. but i heard that a bunch of soldiers downtown were felled due to the wind. one dude was thrown under a car, got all tangled under the chassis intertwingled in his bike. i was counting the dead umbrellas, for sure.

so, like, you guys wanna keep it real here or what! I trying to work with you on this one, here.....fine! yer so darned tootin!

if you are not against me, dont cross this line...if you are, do. I love you all.

poot.

Harris? Blogg? Why Not?

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