Sunday, December 11, 2011
KDJ writes: "I looked at your blog. My, you have some cranky commentors. And they're all named Anonymous. What a coincidence. I guess I'd be cranky too if my parents named me Anonymous."
1224 Lake Margaret
Posted by drosspriddle at 11:53 AM
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You spent a lot of time creating that collage of me in my straight jacket. So who is crazier.
Pray for Cancer! Embrace Cancer in your flesh! For to carry cancer is like a fashion accessory. Wear cancer with style! Hope for sores so bandages can be worn. Love cancer. Cancer is like a butterfly emerging from a cacoon. Mumble a sweet prayer to the god cancer. Ask cancer into your life! Ask cancer to feed on your body! Pray to CANCER!
The ELEPHANT MAN should have slept in a steel chrome bowler FLUXUS HAT. That way his ELEPHANT MAN skull cauliflower like head growth would have formed into a white hat, DIVINITY CANDY cauliflower looking white leather, BBBBOWLER FLESH HAT. The skin white hat would look good every time it got dandruff. Or an alcoholic nose red veiny spickles. Or leg vericose veins all over it. Then his lover could have licked all over the hat during SETCH when they made love. The sensuous cauliflower crusty flesh BOWLER HEAD HAT would be an erotic turn on. Google pictures of the ELEPHANT MAN and get sensuously turned on. Imagine making sweet love to the Elephant Man as he talked too fast panting and slobbering schlav juice.
What do you know about XANAX. Are you bugged out on them bars?
This artist needs to create more of these zany post cards. They are cool!
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