ahhh the sound of silence.

Col. Kurtz
-The horror.... The horror...-



I find that most of the time I am surrounded by the shadiest of people in the shadiest of places. Yap.









dancing in the neon glow of sin city and it endless army of festering idiots.

I fear the masses eating at their buffet's and gambling their children's future away.
The heat and the grit and the dirt and the filth just clings onto you in the desert city of Las Vegas.
Our children find pure boredom in the 115 degree heat.
And take to pure horror show for enjoyment.
The days of ding dong ditch are over my friends.
Kermit the frog is irrelevant.
Our toys are all broken and bleached by the unforgiving sun.
I look out into the desert and imagine rolling blue waves of the California ocean.
Not a chance.
I am stuck here in hell.
The hell that spawned Wayne Newton and Star Wars slut machines.
And no that isn't a mistake... I did say "Slut" machines.
Sleep well world as I promise to sweat my balls off in my lonely small roomed apartment soon.




Luv

Captain PirateFace