champing at the bit

this cowboy just called in lonesome to work

"her warp--" her weft bro

oh hey man how've you been! dude so sorry for not getting back to you, i learned how to leave myself and watch the whole rest unfold from a point overhead, and whatever was lost never thenceforth mattered, and my body expanded and walked about and drew pay and lived its life untenanted, a thing among things, its self's soul so much vapor aloft, falling as rain and then rising, the sun up and down... yeah, like a yoyo.

at coles on a sunday: it's like coles on a sunday in here

i think methed-up-samurai is/was the closest homegrown equivalent to a lolcow this site has ever had. remember that week where he kept posting about his journey across Mexico to singlehandedly rescue some random woman from the cartel and the general consensus was that he was running around a random desert on meth and/or mescaline the whole time

that is incorrect, she was sold to pay off a drug and gambling debt by someone whom I left partially paralyzed. I believe he committed suicide with pills month's later

oh okay!

you go a few years without listening to the radio and suddenly the only music you enjoy is by ambient electronic musicians called shit like user09081994 and |||||||||||||||||||| and  ᘐᒪᗩᔓᔓᙡᐯᖇḰᔕ all who have no internet presence and maybe 10 other listeners

did everywun like the new ⣎⡇ꉺლ༽இ•̛)ྀ◞ ༎ຶ ༽ৣৢ؞ৢ؞ؖ ꉺლ album? i thought it was a nice return to form