Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


Ell i ella
ThoughtFill My Pockets! Send me dollars until all my pockets are full! Come on!

When it wet it slippery yea
When it dump it crumpy
If it’s likely you will tumble down
Don’t want you on the ground
— Bob Marley, Caution

A computer is just a backup tape’s way of making another, updated backup tape. — Richard Uhtenwoldt


Don’t wanna touch you, but you’re under my skin (deep in)
I wanna kiss you, but your lips are venomous poison
You’re poison runnin’ through my veins
You’re poison, I don’t wanna break this chain
— Alice Cooper, Poison