JimBob Walton

JimBob Walton

No one thinks like that.
At least I don't think they do.
Likely a good thing.

I think your work is
a lot like Leonard Cohens
novel attemps but...

I don't think like this
just my hardware is just needing
replacement here

It's not time for God.
God exists outside of time.
It time to party!

Shamone!

Lernu Esperanton
Peti Cunnilingus
Cie en la mondo

'Cause it's been a while
I just tackled the mailman
Dry humped his left leg

Now it's time for GOD.
Fuck your putrefying souls.
Now it's time for GOD.

Esperanto this:
shematoma y tomo.
Je dois tomar plus.

He hematoma
She go hematoma tu
Y yo si tomo

Good one, Starkitten.
Made from Billy Yeast, indeed!
I'd prefer the beer.

Poet Vegemite
Made from William Butler Yea(s)t
Soylent Green Helmet

Alex Trebek's cock
Throbulating. Enormous.
That's Entertainment

In Flight turbulence
Just in the seat next to you
Watch a stranger wank

Gerard Depardieu
Will he pee in a bottle?
Yellow autograph

I'll fly from Asia.
On board hookers and dog stew.
Beats American.

Vegemite have mites.
Funny it's made from old yeast;
no veggies in it.

Personally though,
I'd rather try Soylent Green
made from old poets.

Perfect airline snack.
Crunchy Faux News reporters.
Antifa jerky.

I've arranged it all
John Travolta's your pilot
Forget salt peter

It's a long flight there
You may need some salt peter
To nix in flight wank

Vegemite tampons
Vegemite vampire tea bags
Vegemite vulva

Vegemite be nice
Vegemite be lots of fun
Vegemite get laid

Wipe your ass with toast
Homemade Nutella. Frugal
Save up for hookers

Steve Irwin's old boot
Slowcooked with a dry dung rub
Tended by pygmies

Distended belly
Bring on the dessert, MOFO
Emu cum milkshake

Vegemite surf board
wax and afro sheen helmet
padding substitute.

Vegemite, sunscreen
and birth control blocks semen,
and will feed sea men.

It's from down under
the bottom of the barrel,
left over ale gunk.

Recycled for your
breakfast bread toast enhancement.
Or ball bearing lube.

Shrimp on the Bar-B
Rub vegemite on your balls
Surf with a boner

I think it's time for me to illegally migrate to Australia and putter around with a metal detector looking for gold nuggets until the day I die. Head injuries, spiders, snakes, sharks, surfing, reef cut infections, crocodiles and kangaroo boxing. What more could you ask for. Oh, and drinking. Don't forget drinking.

Antifa is good.
Facism is also good.
Kill all extremists.

I know, it's all wrong.
I'm an extreme moderate.
Seriously though.

Anything that will
decrease the population
has got to be good.

For the long haul, yeah.
I mean, yeah, it sucks, but, well...
there's no other choice.

Do the antifas
target nazis, kkk,
white supremacists?

Or just pussy-assed
faux news media puppets
and T-Rump lovers?

tucker carlson says
hi and i say hi to tucker
posting him here

A bit off topic.
After my hematoma
mosquitoes won't bite.

It's completely weird.
Like they know something is wrong.
They don't like blood clots?

I know, it's crazy.
If we mimic blot clot scent,
skeeter repellent?

I like Graham's crackers.
A cracker eating crackers.
I'm a cannibal!

The novel... just google for it and you can download it from scribd.com

evi1 - a novel about you
that's evi1 spelled with a number 1, not a letter l.

Well.. .okay, her it is:

https://www.scribd.com/document/350140222/evi1-a-novel-about-you

You can read it online. Or log in to download it.

Hematoma shrink!
Make the bulge go to the dink!
Kick it up a notch

I'm pulling a few strings
on top of what else i am pulling
opera is a buggy browser
and of course Graham's Number

Post a link to your evil novel

WEAR A FUCKING HELMET!
Oh shit, that was six syllables.
And that was eight.
And now four!
And now it's not even a haiku any more, goddamnit.
See what you've done!

Seriously, dude.
It was the pigs chasing me.
They love me, you know.

No, not the police.
Pigs meaning farm animals.
Police hate my ass.

Super cunt biscuits.
Queefy puffed delectables.
Get them while they're hot!


In other news:
hematoma has decreased in size quite a bit.
Just got to relax and see how it is after a couple of weeks.
Still feels like a hangover from hell.

Common in older people... brain shrinks w/ age and pulls away from the skull, making this type of injury more common in older people. 10 years ago likely would never have bothered me. Just a minor blow... in fact, I got up and kept on skateboarding after it happened. Only about a week later it got bad. Life.

Darth was skateboarding
In the nude. Yelling Haiku.
He was chasing pigs

Darth, why a helmet?
was it on a bicycle,
motorcycle or . . .

That old train whistle
Every time I hear it blow
I get a boner

We love you, Darth Figpucker!!

Could be cheap drama
I'm not above such tactics.
Look at me, lookie!

No, I'm really ill.
but not like imminent death.
Just bad injury.

Fucking life!
no physical exertion, no drinking, no drugs...
No putting small animals in my rectum,
nothing fun any more. Damn it.
And I have nasty fucking headaches.

Surgery is a very likely possibility.
Crack open head, remove blood and cauterize
the broken veins. Look it up.
Subdural hematoma.
Should have worm a fucking helmet. Stupid idiot I am.

Fuck, fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

But look. Whatever happens, it is NOT important. We are all just farts in the windstorm. Never forget that.

Starkitten sneaky
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Is Darth really ill?
or is it just cheap drama . . .
Important to know.

I do not mind if
you come visit, Starkitten.
Just don't tell my wife.

It's hard to tell yet.
Subdural hematomas
don't often heal well.

Can kill years later
if it is not cauterized
Surgery, maybe.

Considering it.
Options, possibilities.
Heart of Gold warp drive.

What's more important
is my penis enlargement
surgery Friday.

I hope you're ok, Darth xoxo
Me and VHS will come visit you

Turd stew! Hot Turd Stew!
Get your Hot Turd Stew! Turd Stew!
Hot stuff coming through!

sad to hear it, will
keep you in my prayers if that
works, i will anyway

Breathe the Molecules
An exquisite blend of farts
Catch a whiff of me

I say the Pen is
mightier than than the S-word.
. . . and the S-word is: