I wonder whether
The thimble market remains
As popular now.

Let's all swap bodies
Just for a limited time
To see what happens

Database-driven,
User-friendly, but sadly
No dickhead filter.

I photo my dog
Her eyes seem to say, call the
R.S.P.C.A.

Now if this window
Just resized with the browser
All the geeks would smile

Transparent trousers
Revealing skimpy panties
That aren't transparent

I spilled my cracked wheat
On the lap of my Gap pants
Bitter irony?

depression chicken
if only walker evans
photographed poultry

Troubled teenager?
Talk show solutions are best
Send them to boot camp!

29 30!
crazy party for janis!
come to toronto!

Computer free me
From all of humanity's
Silly bureaucrats

Across the Country
Two and a half days crying
I need trucker pills

my only love is
the goliath birdeater
so soft and hairy

I Get Your Mail And
It Makes Me Think Of Good Times
Janis We Love You

Baby...look at this
A new face to an old friend...
What'cha think of that

something about her
perhaps her manicured thumb
stuck in my coffee

vile people
who complain about dyslexics
should suffer decapitation

God bless America
and to hell
with the malcontents

spin the spinner and
call the shots, Twister'll tie
you up in a knot

Just when I get my
ethernet to download huge
pages, the site changed.

Innovation leaves
Corporate America sucks
Quiet gets even

dyslexics who can't
read or count syllables should
post their crap elsewhere

ballsack ballsack ballsack

heyyyyyy

i am jay lenno
chile reyeno

i am jay lenno

well rocket sauce does
make necklaces pearly for
you to wear all day

rocket launchers are music to my ears

are we
gonna get
a round in

Too bad there are not
Bushes outside of my door
or a fire hydrant

when the words have to
always be explained they lose
all true meaning, jack

voices from the sky
speak numbers in screechy tune
Ouch like chalkboard nails

A droplet of sweat
from a "bad place"
makes me weep

The company
I run
is full of nutz

I scratch myself in disbelief and type upon
my crusty keyboard

plastic pants himself
tries not to expel his sperm
when he sees me poop

a side of beans can
be a bad mistake. i'm glad
to be far from you

Super Mex equals big mess
big mess equals Plastic pants

Milk in all forms can
make pudding. Come to my house
for desert... you'll see.

the telltale bomblike
sound of your snickering
cleans my ears out, fool.

I white out your face
with a giant paint roller
because I dig mess.

some can read tarot
I can see fortune in the
wrinkle of your nuts

This doesn't just suck...
It really, really, really
really, really sucks

What is the spanking
sound I hear from the wong side
of this big ol' place

DVD

these sweaty ballsacks
on my chin
look familiar

In the sun I smell
Old morning dew from an old
long time ago dog

here's to swimmin'
with bowlegged wimmin'

pole dances vary
but few can express my deep
love for sexy Christ

On your chin