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An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
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- One must be delusional to think they own the right...
- Crash
- Doll Of The Month
- Bend Over
- Sideshow
- The 3rd Man
- Waterfall
- Orphan Annie Bondage
- On The Tower Green
- Long Focus
- Candy The Fake Blonde
- Flotation Device
- Concert Mayol
- Dr. Morgus
- Zoot Suit
- Wheel And The Gun
- Thunderball
- Road Trip With The Folks
- Here Comes Valdez
- Ocean Offering
- Drying The Bones
- Flashed By The Space Queen
- CG-34
- Jolly Boy And Jett
- Zoot
- Hotel Imperial
- Fugitive From A Chain Gang
- Medical Sex Paperback #16
- The Pool
- Angola Formal Wear
- Son Of Kong
- Carousel Girl
- Tied To The Tracks
- Garage Bands That Never Made It - Part 1
- Nail In Skull
- Gamma Phi Beta
- What Wilma Does Know...
- Color Slide
- Hell's Angels
- Hunter's Daydream
- Yvette Not Yet Mummified
- Super Rabbit
- The Halfwits
- Summoning The Mother Ship
- Handstand Dive
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May
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Feedjit
Cigar Smokers
Chicken Heads
Lots Of Coffee
The Cotton Candy Man
Gym
Moronic Hunters
The Wax Museum
Sea Monsters
Bayou Adventures
Chick Magnets
Fire Trucks
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Cars That Eat People
Hay baby when yer done realignin' yer chakras an shit, yah yah San Salutation whatevea anyway, will yeh put yer suit back on and get me a hot dog wit relish only and a lg. cherry Icee from dey vendor and then I need yah to rub more lotion on my back. Yeah the Sun will still be there when yeah get back.
ReplyDeleteHilarious.
ReplyDeleteYou've been hanging around the teamsters at the craft service table way too long.
Heh... Hot chic with prune hands.
ReplyDeleteHahaha - eeeeew !
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