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'##::::'##:::'#####:::'########: VIVA LA REVOLUCION! CERDO DEL CAPITALISTA!!
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##:::: ##:'##:::: ##: ##::::::: THE HELOTS OF ECSTASY PRESS RELEASE #444 !!
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#########: ##:::: ##: ######::: ZIEGO VUANTAR SHALL BE MUCH VICTORIOUS! !!
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##:::: ##:. ##:: ##:: ##::::::: "Understood" !!
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##:::: ##::. #####::: ########: by -> Mutter !!
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..:::::..::::.....::::........:: 1/18/99 !!
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To be misunderstood you must first understand yourself. Let's
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face it, I have no idea why I do the things I do. Therefore, since I can
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only be either understood or misunderstood (and since I'm not
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misunderstood) I must be understood. Understand?
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To appreciate writing you must first familiarize yourself with
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the concept of bulldada -- the principle that tells us that something
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can be so bad that it's good. Right now this must be fucking incredible.
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A game. A game within a game. Silver Monopoly pieces on
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Broadway Ave. playing a hardy game of chess on a board relatively
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miniaturized. And the pawns on that board gather round the center to
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play a game of cards. Oh, look. A straight flush. The puppet master
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himself has strings which are inconspicuously attached to his limbs. He
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concentrates on only his part, his role to play. He is unaware of the
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things he is unaware of.
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"Thank you for this prestigious award. I'd like to thank the
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losers -- I couldn't have done it without you."
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oh shit I'm bleeding; did someone shoot me; eh, doesn't matter;
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congratulations; you got me right in the heart;
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"I never enjoyed walking because I always had somewhere to walk to."
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will someone please kill my tv; the numbers keep scrolling; my neighbor
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bought one today; there's nothing wrong with it; when he gets mad he
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turns purple; so are his veins; purple; I'm lactose intolerant; but you
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already knew that;; FOR LIFE!; stone faced men with glasses and bad
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bow ties; a flag can't wave on the moon; FUCK THAT -- we'll use sticks
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to hold it up; American ingenuity at work;
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I'm an excellent judge of character... that's why I hate most
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people.
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i used to play a mute but now i can scream;
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"I'm what?!" said the outraged man to his former employer.
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"You're fired."
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He stood there for several seconds quivering with rage.
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"Ha!" he finally blurted out. "This place won't run a single day
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without me!" -- and he was right.
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The next day the police said they suspected arson.
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walking an ugly mutt with a missing leg; sad faced bitch; jack and jill
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climbed capitol hill to get corrupted by liberty; jack fell down; he
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sued jill; she tripped him;
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Truth? There is no truth in the traditional way of defining it.
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And, if this is to be believed, than this itself is untrue.
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an old bum with a broken crackpipe and a lost dog; ain't lost
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no more; the old sentinel fell asleep at the wheel; hit a tree; or maybe
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it was the tree who feel asleep; dreamt it was a car; a classic story
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we've never seen but have heard before; forever; no more; free fall to
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white walls and bad food; delayed reaction; click bang
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!!========================================================================!!
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!! (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #444, WRITTEN BY MUTTER - 1/18/99 !!
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