Pop Shit

Posted by pj
August 6, 2009

 
Cash me in, color me up, give me my 15 minutes so I can sell them for smokes.
Compared to the fucks I found yesterday, I have been doing an absolutely horrible, quarter-assed job of selling this plog out. I feel like a hooker with a heart of gold on her period—I know there’s [...]

I Am A Sell Out Whore,
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Art De Mon Derriere

Posted by pj
July 12, 2009

I use public restrooms to show my wit
Poems, drawings, etchings done as I sit.
  I think its art
  Straight from my heart
Especially the landscapes, done with shit.

Metafeces,
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Where I am from, other than making it a bitch to finish junior high, the worst part of being pregnant has got to be cutting back to just one pack a day.
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