February 2012
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January 2012
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Gerant Kenneth Kenneth - The Bio
Ok, stop thinking about yourself for a moment and contemplate how awesome this guy is. His name is Gerant Kenneth Kenneth and he is kicking goals every fucking minute of his life. His name itself should be enough proof of his most radical nature, but word has it that you want to know about his comedy and You Tube channel… well hold your horses buddy because we’ve got some pretty wild...
Dear Digital Discourse →
Here you will find another tumblr blog of mine. Johnny Illiterate and I share tales and prose for you all to peruse… please enjoy.
December 2011
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Anything Does Happen
GB walked into work at 11pm. He was shirtless, weathered and smothered with prison ink. Said they had cut him down five years behind and now his wife had fucked him by fucking her boss. I told him I knew how he felt.
The police had just let him go. Her boss came at him like a dog and he needed help.
“My name is GB and I will kill them tomorrow” he told me. Dead in the eye as if...
October 2011
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July 2011
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Work, Procrastination and Compulsion.
The last of the tobacco has been inhaled and filtered through inebriated lungs. Intoxication fueled by an eight dollar six pack of a deleted beer line. It’s time to get back to work.
My life cycles like this: Work as an obsessive compulsive for as long as it takes to complete all designated tasks that I deem important and imperative, then crash and burn through a series of isolated and social...
February 2011
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January 2011
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The Road Behind
Throughout the past week I have been labeled as obsessed, crazy, foolish, and most offensively as a stalker. The truth of the matter, as any person with the slightest insight into the universe of GWAR would know, is the journey I have taken over the past week shows nothing but the common behaviour of a dedicated bohab.
Bohab: Devout fan of the band GWAR
The past week has seen me drive solo from...
September 2010
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Completely Unhinged
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Self Destructing Idols
Burroughs, Bukowski and Thompson, Hunter S. that is. These men, these writers have and continue to inspire and influence me more than any other element on Earth. Sure there are countless other authors, musicians and artists that contribute to my philosophy and decision making, but these three take the cake and eat it whole. Consuming all remaining logic I own, even now in death they still scream...
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A Dream of Violence
I have this dream of violence. Not handed out upon others, but dealt upon me. And not for a lack of defense, but for a need or want.
When I was sixteen, maybe seventeen I dated a punk rock hippie kitten with coloured hair and a vocal bed manner. One night I took her to a show my band was playing in a ballet studio full of teenagers, marijuana, alcohol and butane.
Late in the night as we waited...