May those who curse days curse that day, those who are ready to rouse Leviathan

The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stops to suck his thumb
And they all go marching down around the town
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Neon lights. How I hate them. And now it is time for EXTREME HOME MAKE-OVER!

RING RING RING!

666! What is your Sin?



[Delivered to Satan]

A note in the form of a Chinese take-out Menu with curious splatters staining the paper. Special #C5 is circled and a few short sentences are scrawled on what little free space there is.

Lobster sauce is no good. Lucky number is seven. No charge for delivery. You call I answer!

Someone tried to sell me an apple today. Except it was not an apple at all.

Apples are not silver and rectangular. LIES ALL LIES.

So I ate him.

The duckling is no where to be found. Huh. Also a lie. Not good, not good at all. Tricksy little thing. I will find whatever rock you've hidden under.

One gulp and he was all gone!!!

'Work!? The time has come, ' The Walrus said, 'To talk of other things!'

'Of shoes, and ships, and ceiling wax, and cabbages and kings,'

'And why the sea is BOILING hot, and weather pigs have wings!'

'CULOO, CULAAY, no work today,'

'We're cabbages and kings!'


One day I will swallow the world.

Meme-chan it is decided. You will meet me in front of Mann's Chinese Theater.

I have a phone made of cells in which I will use to text you the time.

Mentos is the fresh maker!

Make 7-Up yours!

For best plan with no roaming charges try Verizon!

Come out, come out wherever you are, Meme-chan. If I have to find you it will not be pretty. Not even Bare Minerals concealer will help!

( Buried in teeth, buried in teeth, can't tell if I've got rivers or veins running beneath my skin )