Spam from the Department of Homeland Security?

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Flee at once, all is discovered!

What do they think I'm up to?

An Ode BY Spam

Spam poetry. Why does spam write poetry? Why does any artist do anything? By the way, a moubata bug is a type of tick known to infest warthogs and domestic pigs. Begin basking... now.

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double-scull half-turn moubata bug

Mainlining CATV

The lies are so god-damned huge that the big ones look fucking tiny.
Only a society built on lies is afraid of the truth.
We are fucking terrified of the truth.
Turn on the TV you cowards and fill your brains with crap.
There’s as much truth in TV as there is in heroin.
But it’s easier for an American to stop taking heroin than stop watching TV

Talent

There’s so much crap
Mediocrity is foisted on us while talent is crushed.
Bill Hicks, where are you now?
We need talent to fight back.
Don’t be sensitive.
Get in the fuckers’ faces and let them know you’re on to them.

Career Path: Fork in the Road

Mind crushing tedium versus a life devoured by the desires of others.

Crayons

I want my crayons
I want my crayons
I want my crayons
I want my crayons
I want my crayons
I want my crayons
I want my crayons
I want my crayons back
I want my crayons back
I want my crayons back
I want my crayons back
I want my crayons back
I want my crayons back
I want my crayons back
I want my crayons back please
It’s all a big mind fuck
It’s all in my mind
It’s all a big mind fuck that I created for myself.
Where’s the door.
Is there a door?
Fuck it, where’s a wall?
I’m going through.