"the discovery of the alphabet will creat forgetfullness
in the learners' souls,because they will not use their
memories;they will trust to the external written characters
and not remember of themselves... you give your disciples
not truth but only the semblance of truth;they will be heroes
of many things,and will have learned nothing;they will appear 
to be omniscient and will generally know nothing."
     
                 -Socrates,"phaedrus"

 
 
 eating shit and loving it!
 i went on a 3 day long journey from providnece to atlanta,in my 1965 rambler a couple of weeks ago,
i went because i was broke,and i mean really broke,so it may have been kind of stupid to think id make it
all that way having no cash,yeah whatever that kinda shit never stopped me from being a moron.so i pack
up since i cant really afford to live their no more,well its my own fault i drank my self into debt and my 
friends helped alot too,no since in drinking by yourself right? that aside,i start out on my travels,and before i 
even get on the fucking highway boom a cop car backs into me at an intersection,someones trying to tell
me i shouldnt leave providence,......fuck em..so anywys the oinker is oinking it out to be that i rear ended 
him,fucking shit licker,and i just got in the mail a claim that he got whiplash or some kinda injury.
fucking scum ,now if officially been fucked by the cops every way to be fucked! oh i think i'll write a list
later on...  ok onward to the story...
 i go about 1 day no problem ,scamming the neccesities,but i got myself in a bind here,i eh (extreme and brutal
sadness) i had to sell my guitar to some fat yokel in this country music store,cheapo bastard! 
and if you play an instrument,you know the instrument you love the best,the one thats YOURS and only
you know how to rub it to make it sound good! well thats what i had,and thats what i lost,to this fucking 
snatch rash! i told him i was in a bind,and need some dough ,and offered up my amp ,no biggy.
but he wanted the real goods,i almost think he wanted to break me,to kill my soul ,i almost think thats the
only reason he went for the guitar,he saw me pull in and get shit outta my trunk,so he knew what ihad.
i had no choice. it was either the guitar,or i spend the rest of my life in the boonies with this fat fuck!
 so i made it to atlanta, and actually i just aquired a new axe,its not as nice but im working on it.
 for all you fucks with les pauls ...dont ever let em go..EVER!!! best guitar ever
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encore to eating shit!



ok,first installment of 
ASSHOLE
,i hope you like it!fucker!



i like the flux of pink indians,

i also like flexing my pink indian!