Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Funk not funky


Jill frigs the ship knowing beauty's ugly. Some say the world's a cheap cheat a double crosser a dirty liar and fucked out fate and if she was in the earthquake her ass'd 'n boots'd been quivering shitting her hooters and her crumbling scared diaarohea crapping the pants out of the death dumb's song Jolly Roger Grim Reaper picking the bones of the young and old the sexy and haggard the repulsive and pretty, the old harridan death's filthy straw come to keep her company