#402, 734 - 2nd Ave. NW,
Shacks. Red necks. People walking picking up aluminum cans. Limited bus service. Cabs only take soldiers to the mall and back to the army base. Swap Meet raggedy community colleges. Used car lots. One tall building. Two movie theatres. Litter all over the ground. One hospital full of mediocre clique doctors performing useless procedures for money. Fun. 24-7-365.
Occupy Columbus Georgia. When the SCHOOL OF THE AMERICAS people come to town they stay near FT.BENNING because Columbus drains em' dry. Selling them crazy foods and all kinds of useless stuff. Car breaks down an arm and a leg repair bill. Speeding. Big tickets. SOA PROTESTORS are a cash crop. Occupy. What? A used car lot. Maybe they can combine with the SOA protestors and boycott the military spending near the base. But the town is like the Mayberry Set turned into the LIL'ABNER SET.
1977 COSCUMBUS GEORGIA ADVENTURE.H2O's brother got a big box of plastic pic-nic utensils. Several hundred forks, knives and spoons. I got a full can of LARD. WHITE HAIR always left the front door of his house open. We went inside and took each utensil and scooped a glop of lard on it. Then flicked the utensils randomly at the walls. The room looked like a porcupine. This activity became known as LARD SPOONS. In retaliation WHITE HAIR sneaked in my room gluing everything down with super glue.
Ross. You should change your name to ROSS CERNJUL.We should just change the name FLUXUS to CERNJUL. It sounds better.
Ross what is your favorite book.
HEY! WALL STREET PROTESTORSThe capitalists create all jobs and products. Now pay your student loans and cell phone bills! Shut up! PAY YOUR BILLS! The rich own the malls and you better wear your ABERCROMBIE & FINCH clothes or your peers shall lllllaugh at YOU! Scrawl a slogan on a piece of cardboard and yell! But if your cell phone bill is not paid the capitalists are cutting it off! PAY YOUR STUDENT LOANS! GET ON THE TREAD MILL AND JOG! SHUT UP! AND GET IN LINE WITH THE REST OF THE MASSES! Your voice is no louder than a squeaking rat. And CINDERILLAS there is no prince for you and no pumpkin to turn into a beautiful coach! You are ALL just LITTLE MATCH GIRLS! Going to freeze in the snow on Wall Street while the rich in the building penthouses choke on caviar and burp up honey baked sugar cured ham! They get HAM! And you are lucky to get a bag of pork rinds! THE RRRRICH have fresh ironed tunics and a titanium ROLEX! You have a BRACES bill, crooked teeth and clothes from the thrift store. Tacky. Now sssssh be quiet. You may disturb the RRRRRICH as they propose a toast with CHAMPAGNE to the god of capital, PROFIT! Go cut your toenails! Thick bunion thom-buhs uh green dirt! Close your mouth! Obey WALL STREET! OBEY! SHUT UP! Enjoy the water hose! Its time you had a bath!
OCCUPY YOUR TOOTHBRUSH!
Work for the rich.THEY ARE BETTER THAN YOU!They laugh at your family's little carney hands. You smell like cabbages.
That big thick polished steel door on the bank vault is going to be taken outside one day and attached to a crane to be used to smush big mouthed Wall Street protestors. The rich rulers of the world are going to smush the masses and corral them like a pig herd. Squal all day protestors but soon you shall be sausages and pickled pig feet.
The rich say all the poor need to go around with just one shoe. To identify them as a part of the masses. The rich like the LIMP HOP not the LINDY HOP. The LIMP HOP of the poor is hilarious. Polish the curbs and pray to the god who never hears you. The only god is WALL STREET POWER!
WALL STREET POWER IS GOD!Your little hand full of coins is funny. Go buy yourself a SLUSHIE and then...GET BACK TO WORK!Wall Street CEOS have sailboats to enjoy! YOU enjoy your bag of pork rinds.And quit stealing condiments! You aren't a senior citizen yet!
The coming war in IRAN is where all those loud Wall Street protestors are going. Wall Street is going to create a war economy to put all the voices to work and chip away this generation. Wall Street says, too many loud masses. So like a stock yard they have to go to market! No burning draft cards this time! YOUR BUTT IS GOING!Wall Street champagne is the LIFE!
Your momma got uh squeeze box daddy never sleeps at night.NOW GET TO WORK!The CEO is COVERED IN VELVET!CEOS ARE GOD!OBEY THE BOSS!HE IS YOUR GOD!WORK AND SHUT UP!Your life is not yours.Your life, YOU BELONG to PROFIT!YOU ARE A HUMAN RESOURCE!Your tears from toil are SALT for the CEO'S HONEY BAKED SUGAR CURED HAM! The boss gets a ham, you get a bag of pork rinds!
Mankind has but one purpose. To RUN on the treadmill of corporate profit! FASTER FORREST! RUN!Yuh Bubba Gump shrimp boats.
KULAKS MUST PAY!CEOS MUST PLAY!EV-ERY DAY!CRY RALPHIE CRY!
Your family never loved you.But WALL STREET does!NOW GET TO WORK!CORPORATE PROFIT IS GOD!
Hey Busta.WALL STREET RULES!OBEY GOD-PROFIT!SHARE THE WEALTH?SURE! YOU ARE WELCOME TO A BAG OF PORK RINDS! NOW GET BACK TO WORK!You don't need a dentist. You don't need teeth. You can dissolve pork rinds with your spit. Only RICH CEOS need teeth. It takes teeth to eat SUGAR CURED HONEY BAKED HAMS. Only the CORPORATION MATTERS! OBEY PROFIT! WORSHIP GREED! You belong to Wall Street!
YOUR THOUGHTS DON'T MATTER.YOU DON'T MATTER!Only WALL STREET money power deserves a nut.PROFIT IS GOD!YOU are sin.You are chaff. To be cast on the fire. And even your smoke STINKS. Wall Street corporate CEOS on satin sheets with their ladies are the only heaven. They are god. Go pay your student loans. You don't deserve a job. YOU ARE NOTHING!Profit-Greed is your ruler.HA! HA! YOU ARE NOTHING.
You think CHAZ BONO is something. Imagine CHER'S coochum right now. That old TURKEY NECK GOBBLER.
Build a roller the width of a football field and fifty feet tall. Fill it with water. Use it on a STEAM ROLLER and just squish all of the protestors on Wall Street. People must realize, only CORPORATIONS should have rights. Not people or governments. CAPITALIST POWER PROFIT GREED IS GOD! Worship the sweaty socks of CEO'S. Worship THE STOCK MARKET!
The current art movement is just plastic stuff.
I have cut swatches of cloth to wash my arm pits. First I wash them with soap and water. Then I wash the cloth out. I let it dry. Then I wrap coffee in it. Then I brew the coffee for people to enjoy! The tinge of armpit is DOODASSA!
ADMIRE DR. ZACHERY SMITH!
ROBOT! WE'LL FIND YOU NEW PARTS! DON'T JUNK YOURSELF!
Do you listen to SSSSSANTO GGGGGGGOLD?
Ross knows that I am really stupid.
Ross eat more pork! Sausages, hams, pork rinds, chitterlings. Eat pork every day! Teach people to eat pork seven days a week! Pork protein nourishing the flesh is THE DEVIL!
Buy ham in bulk. Then cut it into scrapple. Create a sausage and ham stew. Leave it cooking on the stove every day. Give it away. Make a new batch every day. The purpose is the HAM POPOURRI SMELL. This way you not only eat ham but inhale it. If you ever have surgery ask for pork grafts. Eat the pig, breath the pig, become the pig.
This Halloween everyone make a PORK CHOP costume to wear like that little girl in the film TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD.
Humphrey Bogart likesPORK CHOPS AND APPLE SSSSSAUCE.
Put ham in a blender with water and a little salt to make a slushie drink.
You are just so full of crap! You sure haven't been reading and following stories Occupy Wallstreet has generated nationwide. Get a grip and not be a brown noser to the rich! Nobody likes a kiss a##! So join the rest of the 99%. I am sure you are one of them!
On the WORLD ISLAND you either suport MR. HOWELL AND HIS WIFE LOVEY, or you need to go sleep in the hut with SKIPPER and GILLIGAN. The dirt in the streets shall disperse the minute the snow falls. Thomas Jeffereson wanted every citizen to own his own land and self sustaining farm to ensure freedom from the dependency on government. Now the HUMAN DOG KENNEL is overflowing with CATS AND DOGS. When this occurs, lack of room and food, you know what comes next. Only the SMART DOGS AND CATS survive by LIVING IN THE WOODS, FREE FROM "THE MAN." Whatever happened to the concept of getting "THE MAN" out of your life. These WALL STREET PROTESTORS want "THE MAN" to wet nurse them, and you know the results when you live on "ANIMAL FARM." Whatever happened to resisting BIG BROTHER GOVERNMENT? Wall Street has no power over you if you don't buy. What happened to TUNE IN TURN ON AND DROP OUT? You got to get off the GRID. Get the hell away from those WALL STREET PROTESTORS. They are going down. The power of the man is gonna put them in cages. Be a free enterprise laisse-faire capitalist and join THE TEA PARTY. The sign they are okay is THEY BATHE. And remember THURSTON HOWELL III is BEST because HE is BETTER than THE REST! AYN RAND ELITEISM is THE ANSWER. Start seeing yourself as an INDIVIDUAL rather than a SLAVE on a COLLECTIVE. All that wasted energy of those protestors. 40hrs. hard work plus TIPS would help get their personal financial house and health in order. Hard work creates good health, good sleep and good sex. Minding everybody elses' business but your own makes you a blood sucking rat fink. Is it because you know you were designed at birth programmed to fail? Get your house in order and look at SELF! If you want to help people work hard at creating a PRODUCT or SERVICE others demand then you can change people's lives by HIRING them, creating job incomes for people. If you want to REDISTRIBUTE something how about the knowledge of SELF SUFFICIENCY. Jesus said TEACH A MAN HOW TO FISH not catch the fish and feed every starving cat. THE STRONG survive in nature. The WALL STREET PROTESTORS believe in the liberal idea of SCIENCE over GOD, so why don't they accept SOCIAL DARWINISM? Because it interferes with their LAZY. Those orchestrating all the mess in the world KNOW what it is all leading to. Order is going to be brought one way or another. What other reason is there for the American Nazzy Party encouraging the protestors? Nazzies only step in when they smell putsches. So look at the big picture and quit looking through a straw. Or soon you'll know that's not bread baking in the distance.
AGING. AGING. AGING. The flesh slows and ssssags. No more happiness. No more. No Hope. Rope burn. The smell of hemp. Like a pirate ship. Walk the plank. BE RAY JOHNSON!
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