Chicken. Fried chicken. All we wanted on that fateful Friday night was some damn chicken. A relatively simply acquisition, right? Let’s find out, shall we? 7:15 pm - Sean and I pull up to the KFC on the corner of Messner and Hempwood. "HELLO" comes the obnoxious sounding voice from the other side of the speaker. "Hello?" I say, probably sounding equally obnoxious. I have a bad feeling about this place already. Which is only worsened after I have to repeat three times my order for an eight-pie...

Chicken. Fried chicken. All we wanted on that fateful Friday night was some damn chicken. A relatively simply acquisition, right? Let’s find out, shall we? 7:15 pm - Sean and I pull up to the KFC on the corner of Messner and Hempwood. "HELLO" comes the obnoxious sounding voice from the other side of the speaker. "Hello?" I say, probably sounding equally obnoxious. I have a bad feeling about this place already. Which is only worsened after I have to repeat three times my order for an eight pie...

Every day at work A penis showing contest “Mine’s bigger than yours!” Grown men act like boys. They make extravagant claims, And hurl expletives. Buying bigger cars, Houses, and TVs, trying To trump each other. Why not whip it out? Show that schlong! Get it done with! And move on with life.

Every day at work A penis showing contest “Mine’s bigger than yours!” Grown men act like boys. They make extravagant claims, And hurl expletives. Buying bigger cars, Houses, and TV’s, trying To trump each other. Why not whip it out? Show that schlong! Get it done with! And move on with life.

"Self-centered people are rarely self-sufficient people."

As I stare at the Giant, gray clouds Hovering in the morning air I can feel the Rain, cool and refreshing Running its Fingers through my hair. The Rain is my only companion- My most dear and trusted Friend The beat of its Footsteps calms me The sound of its Voice fills my head. And like every friend, the Rain leaves me To go on its merry way Yet I know in my Heart it is not really gone- The Rain will come back someday.

Blooming Sakura Your beauty, all too fleeting Floats on with the breeze. Your pink petals, gone Hanami over, we wait Keen on Spring's return.

fluid, slimy, greasy, rancid a small ebony tumor on a virgin creature wrath, pain, jealousy, malice an elaborate feast, nourish the swarthy fiend spouting, swelling, spreading, stretching endless hunger, pursuing breathless prey digging, ripping, biting, raping piercing mercilessly the stem of thought racing, pacing, sprinting, flowing waste no time, barrel through the temple fervent, urgent, panic, seizure search for tender meat, the naked heart violence, riot, destruction, slaughter slash i...

"Chivalry isn't dead, but it does have a terminal illness."

fluid, slimy, greasy, rancid a small ebony tumor on a virgin creature wrath, pain, jealousy, malice an elaborate feast, nourish the swarthy fiend spouting, swelling, spreading, stretching endless hunger, pursuing breathless prey digging, ripping, biting, raping piercing mercilessly the stem of thought racing, pacing, sprinting, flowing waste no time, barrel through the temple fervent, urgent, panic, seizure search for tender meat, the naked heart violence, riot, destruction, slaughter slash i...