You are so witty
but that's what the site is for
such is the cruel life.

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Me

ack! mullets everywhere!
must destroy, i mumble to
myself, on the bus

homophobes are just
pissed because they can not get
laid, i told the fucks

Geneva get your
cookies off. Girl Scouts s'posed to
be cunt-roll models.

A kinky name for
a little heap of dirt. The name?
Bald Knob Mountain.

:::good~vibes:::good~vibes::: i
have :::good~vibes::: for ev'ryone
more where those came from

'technology' is
4 syllables. not even
right for short haiku.

No reason to cry
You did it to yourself, fond
Aren't you of women?

axolotl love
how could i have fallen in ?
she was a real slime

Spam fills my inbox
"GREAT NEW FREE SPECIAL REAL DEAL"
Bane of modern life

I love lag
posts posts twice today
technology

The Girl Scout cookies
Were supposed to last a while.
But we lost control.

by the time they leave
you'll miss talk-back radio.
pass laws to ban it.

Start -> IE;
wuhoo! what a crash!
wonderment.

Start -> IE;
wuhoo! what a crash!
wonderment.

in your wires
are fat electrons
problem's cause?

king of my anthill
i realise the queen rules
that's antithesis

carpenter arrives
inflicting bad radio
the power tools scream

you see that planet?
i'm going to blow it up!
i'll use my laser

Ray guns and Helmets
Of the Twenty Fourth And A
Half Century Beyond!

do not do it, luke.
don't kiss her. push her away!
she is your sister!

Going, for the show, not
Realtime anymore, Error
Blue Screen of Death

resistance? futile.
i'm locutus. you will be
assimilated.

luke, i'm your father.
join me. come to the dark side.
together, we'll rule.

the final frontier:
space. these are our voyages.
boldly going, gone.

IT will change every
aspect of our lives and bill
will make more money

Let's change the subject.
Make all your haiku about
futuristic stuff

Sixteen Pence One
See now its war, Today I
Feel Content Sir

Nicholson busts in
on Bud wazup guys and says
"YOU CAN'T HANDLE TRUTH!!!!"

Watch Ellen Ripley
jump inside the loader and
whoop alien ass

This is for 9th moon
who asked what the fourth way means.
It's after way three

Thank you Omar
You are king lord master cool
Father my children

Roosters, Hens, and Chicks,
when they use their beaks to type,
do they hunt and peck?

beads trickle
down along the floor
hopes broken

who, among us, sees
the way the fool sees the world
cheats: express check out

the future's made of
virtual insanity
says Jamiroquai

Minesweeper High Score.
How deftly you elude me
Shit! here comes the boss!

as always -
find a fun action;
beat to death.

almost five eastern!
the time of resurrection!
cast off this desk-thorn

pens. pencils. stapler.
files. papers. paper clips. tape.
the clock is ticking.

4pm Central.
At last I shrug off work cares.
Dust behind me drifts.

thank you janis
for electronic haven
from work disasters

work is pain is home
i sleep through my days awake
this will never end

which is not to say
that a poop joke now and then
is beyond my reach

vent holy despair;
work is much pain, but my home
is even more pain

words cast into void;
sound of nonsense much better
than tone of my toughts.

time shortens
my patience for work
agro boy

goo the pee hog, lick
on alen and Eve, then lick
the pus vents maget

sun hides in grey wrap;
taunting, teasing, promising warm joy;
flowers die waiting